I know this is going to come as a shock. I have a confession to make. I haven’t been faithful in our relationship. I’m not sure why I did it. I only did it once. I didn’t really go looking for it. Some well-meaning friends knew how much I was missing you and talked me in to going out with them one night and give it a try. They thought I’d have fun.
I’m not going to lie to you or deny that it was fun while I was doing it. There are parts of the night that reminded me of the best times we’ve had together: the camaraderie…the laughter and relaxed casual atmosphere. Like when I’m with you, I didn’t have to display an overwhelming amount of power to have a good time. Like you, she appreciated my mind, my experience, my patience and my thoughtfulness. But it just wasn’t the same as when I’m with you.
Driving home that night, I’ll admit to feeling a little exhilarated, but I swear to you, it was not like evenings spent with you. And when I woke up the next morning, I couldn’t believe what I had done the night before. I felt dirty and ashamed.
I’m not sure what this means for us. I want you to know that I really don’t see myself ever going back to her. She just wasn’t that interesting. I think I’d get bored with her very, very soon. I realize now how much I truly do love you. I now appreciate all of your complexities and subtle nuances more than ever. I promise I’ll never again take you for granted.
You’ll always be my greatest love.
