Without a Trace

Broke up with my girlfriend this morning.

I shouldn't be upset, I should be relieved. A part of me knew this was coming, that in the end it could never work. We are far too different and our values are far too different for us to have lasted. We are "two ships in the night".

We fought regularly, drifted away from each other, and our goals were worlds apart.

But I miss her already.

I swear, women never look so beautiful as they do during the last goodbye.