Remember?

Today I was talking with an old friend and it got me to thinking about my ex-fiance. And all this time later, my memory is pretty fuzzy when it comes to thinking about that. Mostly I remember not so happy times. It didn't really feel oppressive at the time, but it really was. I'm glad that I got the chance to find out that I deserved more, and not be told what I deserved. But then I usually feel bad for thinking this way and remember the saying, "Just because someone doesn't love you the way that you want, doesn't mean that they don't love you with all that they have." That may be true. I don't really know. And I don't really care now. What I do know is that it wasn't enough for me.