There was something about you right from the very first conversation. Before you deleted your Tinder profile, I used to go back to read that first conversation all the time. To see if there was some clue in those words, something that might signal to me that I was meeting someone I’d fall madly in love with.

I loved how open you were right from the beginning. How much of yourself you gave me, a complete stranger at the time. Your kindness and consideration. Conversation was interesting, it was funny. And with just a few messages I could tell that you and I would get along fantastically.

I still have that first picture you shared with me, did I ever tell you that? I should have deleted it by now, we’ve been broken up for well over a year but I can’t. I love that picture too much, you in that jumper, your hair longer than I’d normally see you wear it, the barely there grin. When I saw it, I gasped. It’s such a man thing to do to just take a picture like that. But I loved then and I continued to love how easy it is to take a candid picture of yourself. Like you’re that comfortable and aware of what you look like that you think ‘this is me’

I don’t remember everything we talked about in that first conversation. But I found it interesting that conversation only last a couple of days before we moved it to another platform to message. It was like I knew then that you were worth breaking all my rules for.

And you were. I don’t have any regrets.