No Loose Ends

I've been thinking about you again.

But this time it's not exactly about you, but more about what you represent.

We've been friends for years, though we were together once.  When we discovered we still had feelings for each other, I was excited to find out where they would take us.  I always felt you were one of the biggest unanswered questions in my life.  Could we successfully pick back up where we left off?  I felt that regardless of the outcome, at least I would finally have an answer.

I certainly wanted it to work.  I loved you.  I felt I gave it everything I had.  I was ready to move across the country for you.  I would have done anything I could.

It didn't work out.  I won't gloss over who was at fault.  These things happen.  It didn't work.

But I don't feel content in knowing the answer, like I thought I would.  Instead I feel empty.  A major chapter of my life has been closed.  A loose end tied up.

The what if has been decided.  As you might say, what next?

This time around I let myself get closer to you than I have with anybody in a very long time.  I'm beginning to believe that there isn't another match for me.  If I couldn't make it work with you, is there any hope left?