When The Ideal Man Doesn’t Live Up to Your Ideal
Whose fault is it?
Painfully amicable is how I would describe my last breakup. This was seven years ago, so I can only remember so much. Me, in his arms, in our living room. His joke that our relationship was akin to that Jordin Sparks song (“Why does love always feel like a battlefield?”). Then there was this one line that has not let go of me all these years…