it makes me feel weird. not jealous, although some might think so. i have my own life now, my own boyfriend who adores me, happiness that comes from inside - not like before when it depended on him. i just feel weird.
maybe it's because he said he'd wait for me, wait until i was better. i know i moved on, but somehow it still feels like betrayal, a broken promise.
i'm coming to terms with it. talking to t made me feel better. i know he loves me, even if he doesn't say it.
i think i love him too.