Thing is: it would be improper to be writing down the good things about being with her, because I'm with someone else now and have moved on. This is not to say that there were no good things. I wouldn't have stayed with her if there were no good things. Would I have? It is a lot of the time difficult to remember them, like any day to day type joy; it was more like trying to capture something that was forever floating away from me but was golden and desirable, than like any kind of real joy.
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