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I've had two loves, both lost.
The first one, we tried to maintain a friendship, but it ended up causing me pain regularly to be reminded of the little things I missed. I ended the friendship. And was finally able to move on with my life.
The second, I had no contact with whatsoever post-breakup- I moved on pretty well with the expected crying jags and drunk-dialing mistakes that made me feel foolish and weak. Two years post-relationship, he contacts me out of the blue and tries to rekindle at least a physical relationship- I was perfectly happy to know I was completely over it.
My best advice? Just stop contacting him- nip it in the bud, so to speak. He'll hate it, and you'll hate it, but it's the only way I've ever found to successfully heal wounds.
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Cute, but useless.
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