that I am still in love with the idea of you. Don't get me wrong, I'm not obsessed or completely in love with you anymore (as anything other than a friend that is), but I'm still in love with the idea of us. The intimacy we had and how wonderful we were together. How you made me feel beautiful and smart and perfect. You were never disappointed with me, only supportive- the first person in my life to be so.
I have subconsciously been pushing people away because I am afraid of being disappointed that nothing will ever be as good as what I had with you. I need to stop doing this, but I don't know how.
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