I Have No Idea If We Were Really Compatible…But I Do Know We Were Made For Each Other

I published another post about my ex-flatmate yesterday.  I know it is all a bit confusing trying to build a picture of what happened between us.  It is confusing to me, so I can only expect everyone reading to be confused.  I guess I am setting the record straight, but I am trying to do it carefully, as I care so much about him.

He is woven into the theme of this site.  What crushed Caramel is all in connection with the man who is unarguably the perfect counterpart of Caramel.  He knows and Caramel knows it. Perfect for each other – on paper.  Full of admiration and love for each other.

As for communication skills and  genuine compatibility – we failed miserably.

And yet…despite everything that happened…

I will tell you more about him…slowly slowly, when I can cope with it emotionally.  There is a story…and it’s coming bit by bit….when I am ready, in my own time.

In the meantime…lots of joyful, cheerful posts, because despite everything life continuously supplies a reason for sharing, a reason for smiling, a reason for singing…




8 thoughts on “I Have No Idea If We Were Really Compatible…But I Do Know We Were Made For Each Other”

  1. You’ll get there – honestly! I have a ‘one that got away’ too. He was absolutely perfect in my eyes. We were engaged and he broke it off FOUR times! He had major commitment issues because his Dad committed suicide after his mum left him (his dad was also a violent alcoholic but small boy’s don’t see that) He was afraid of loving someone so much he’d die without them. He couldn’t hear that there were other causes to his dad’s manipulative actions.. and one time I broke my own heart by refusing to take him back.
    In hind sight it’s the best thing I ever did because he would have broken me more. I carried a torch for years and then I think I probably thought I carried that torch for a few more until one day I realised I didn’t have that pang when I thought about him. It’s no more than a poignant memory now, no pain, no angst, just a faded Polaroid memory of someone I loved very much

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      1. It really was. I truly missed him for years. He got back in touch at one point when my kids were small and not agreeing to meet him caused me immense pain at the time. I’ll always think of him as the one that got away, star crossed lovers – whatever, I may never stop wondering what could have been but I’m who I am now because we aren’t together. I am happy, and I like my life. Maybe he’d have turned into a violent alcoholic too – you never know! No regrets allowed because I’m luckily than so many people 😊

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