It’s really easy to forget all the bad things that happen over the course of a relationship, we tend to sweep them under the rug. We remember the good times because they make us feel good. I had one of those moments this weekend. My pops was in town and we decided to go to Prince of Persia, as we exited the vehicle I happened to bump into my ex. It was a brief interaction… her and her new friends were just getting out of Sex in the City 2. We said our hellos, gave each other a very cordial hug, and had a very succinct conversation.
For the remainder of the day I couldn’t help but think about all the good times we had together… the Sunday mornings laying in bed till noon, cooking together, our road trips, “making up” after an argument. The list goes on and on, and as I replayed the memories in my head I found myself thinking “Why did we break up again?” The chance meeting in the parking lot reminded me how attractive she was and it also reminded me about our chemistry. I was feeling lonely and the thought of having that chemistry again got me thinking that maybe just maybe it would be a good idea to get back together. But then I started to remember all the things that led us to where we ended up. Then I was reminded that although I am a different person now than I was then, our personalities often gave birth to conflict. So sure our physical intimate flame burned bright, only problem is it was that same flame of passion and emotion that burned our relationship to the ground.
What it took me the better part of the day to realize is that chemistry we had, the chemistry and connection that I miss. It was something that was forged out of three long years and it was born from a mutual goal of wanting to know each other more. So I reminded myself that instead of wanting something that seems comfortable, I should be looking to develop new chemistry… something that is only possible if I put the time in.
It’ll never be the same, but different in this case is good… hell it would probably be great!