“Christian—he was never it, I know that. He didn’t want me back, so I know he wasn’t it. But I guess I thought he was. It felt like he was. And I didn’t know, not really, not properly, ’til we were done, that I loved him how I loved him. I mean—” I shake my head. “I knew I loved him but—um—” I shake my head again. “I didn’t know I loved him in the sort of way where when you lose them you lose you too.”
