It occurs to me I haven’t complained about Em. in quite some time. And that’s because there’s been nothing to complain about. He has turned his act around since we had a conversation about respect four weeks ago; since then, he has been much more thoughtful, punctual, sweet and open.
For example, Saturday night I was on-call for work and I had to leave to deal with a situation at 12:30 a.m.; I told him he didn’t have to wait. But he did. For three hours. It was cute to come back to my apartment and have him there. We fell asleep cuddling and holding hands and it was just … nice.
Our relationship feels healthier, even if the nature of it hasn’t changed. He is not my boyfriend, even though neither of us is seeing anyone else, nor trying to*. Maybe it’s naive to carry on pretending this won’t eventually get messy but I think for now it works because we’re just letting things ride and not taking anything seriously. And as long as he treats me well, there’s no need to fuss.
* Just an update: I have been off OK Cupid for about five weeks now and I am no longer interested in seeing Er. (uhh, even though I still need to get my ring back from him…)
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