I’ll never forget seeing you, I mean really seeing you, not just meeting you, for the first time at a mutual friend’s house for dinner. You looked at me with such intensity, such yearning, that I was momentarily taken aback.
Then you asked if I were available to date.
Though I was in a relationship at the time, my partner and I had agreed to an open relationship because he has a very low sex drive. With his blessing, I started seeing you, and what followed were three years of a wonderful courtship, filled with travel, friends, dinners, long and languid love-making sessions, play, happiness, weekends away, road trips, and fantastic times and memories.
You put your all into this triad relationship, and you were always there for me. Even when I had a depressive episode, you always knew the right things to say to me. You are charming, witty, highly intelligent, and wise. I had the time of my life with you!
But I can understand your desire for a more stable, long-term relationship. I understand your desire to find someone willing to live with you, and share your life. Though I wanted to hold on, and hold on, you can’t hold on to something that wishes to fly away.
I wish you the best, my dearest love. Tom and I still respect you. Perhaps when the dust settles, we can still share our lives and joy in the blessings that we have. One day, I’ll see you with your new love, and I’ll be genuinely happy, not just paying lip service.
I will miss you every day of my life. Don’t worry about me, I have goals I want to achieve, and things to do, and I’ll be fine. Tom is here to support me, and dry my tears when my yearning for you is too overwhelming!
Thank you, thank you, I love you, and I always will!