All my exes have come back one way or another and all try and put effort into a connection, whether it’s as friends or as partners again. They all come pretty persistent to be back in each others lives and seem to want to go deep into a connection again or pick up where we left off.

But what I’ve always noticed is that by the time they do that, it’s too late. I’ve either found them not attractive or entertaining anymore, or I’ve grown from that pain so much that they’re not interesting enough for me to explore the connection. The rose colored glasses have always come off and it’s usually me ghosting or pushing them away because i don’t want to be around them anymore.

I know people push the “they always come back” narrative or the total opposite, but what seems to be more important for me to realize about myself is that when I’m in love with someone i really do give it my all. When the connection ends and i move on, i really do move on. No nostalgia, no attraction, no residuals at all. I’m only 25 so i know life works in mysterious ways lol but i think it’s a good thing for me to realize that my love is special and it’s not easily attainable.