first post breakup date.

He was nice. And cute. And funny. All of the things that you were on our first date. He and I have more in common than you and I ever did. We have mutual friends and he likes that same music and movies and T.V. shows as I do. I really liked his beard. He's older than you and has a good job. He and I seem like we would be a good match. The only problem is that he is not you.

On my way home I drove past that Thai place we talked about trying. I let the tears fall quietly down my face.