Or Not.

I continued to communication with the Big X since he traipsed out of my life. At times, it has been unpalatable. Other times, it has been a way of healing. All of the people close to me wanted me to swear him off, forever. One significant problem with that. He was my best friend for six years. Talking to him, made me feel as if that relationship was still intact. Maybe it was, but it had changed drastically.

There was never any talk about what went wrong with us. I didn't feel that I had an decent explanation of the events that rocked my core. As hard I as I tried, he was not coughing up any meaningful words. So, conversations took place weekly, but there was a depth that was lacking. I looked forward to his calls, but was completely unfulfilled when they were over.