Hmm. Yours was a strange relationship, all right. Your lover was sexy for sure; compelling and exciting and quite attractive.
Whenever you introduced your friends, you always heard what a hottie you had bagged. But there was something unstable. Something restless. Your lover couldn't seem to settle down and just be into you; there was always a sense that they had a roving eye -- and it may even have landed on a friend of yours, or so you feared. You couldn't get comfortable. You couldn't relax. You felt like you had to be on guard to be in control.But there was no controlling this one. And that was also the fun of it. It was kind of cool to be on your toes, to be forced into being your best self rather than relaxing into your typical self-indulgent laziness. You found just what you wanted -- something exciting, something that brought out your competitive side. You had to chase, which quickened your blood. But you didn't go with it. You couldn't expect to wrestle your love to the ground.