She waited, giving me time to find the rest.
“I dated people. Some mattered a lot, even if those relationships didn’t work out. I went places without him, made plans he wasn’t part of, had ambitions that had nothing to do with who I wanted in my bed. I didn’t sit around saving myself for Roy Nixxon.”
“I know that now,” she said.
“There were weekends when I barely saw him. I went out, worked on bikes, and took trips just because I felt like it. I had relationships that ended for ordinary reasons. Sometimes we wanted different things. I wasn’t comparing every person I kissed to Nixx.”
“Most people hear I’ve loved him for years and imagine I was miserable the entire time. Truth is, I liked my life. I liked our friendship. Those years don’t become wasted just because we weren’t fucking.”
