My most recent ex left me in all sorts of turmoil. We started dating the end of April last year, and with that time coming around again I'm remembering what I currently consider the happiest time of my life. And the fact that I don't currently see any realistic chance of reclaiming that way of life, or anything like it.
But I'll be damned before I tell her that. Her knowing that wouldn't make her life any better, and it won't make my life any better. And I couldn't stand to make her life worse, not for anything.