every single man has failed to keep her in love but him.
him, strangely. it happened so long ago with so much lust, connection, close encounters, sex. and all ceased to happen for both of them at the same time.
since then, all the others - dozens of boyfriends and husbands and lovers - they're all gone, even if part of her current life.
they´re all ex´es. he never was.
now, more than ten years since they last met, he facebooks her on her present time.
last week, having lunch, they silently decided that, despite of their mutual desire, they would keep it platonic.
maybe that's the kind of love that lasts forever.
