i'm not saying i'm totally over him, because i don't think i
ever will be. but i've gotten so much better. i can live,
actually live without him now, and i feel free.
i still think about him, but i think about him less and less each day.
i miss him, i really do. but i guess as time passes,
i f o r g e t about him just that little bit more.
i can look at him without my heart completely breaking,
i don't c r y myself to sleep everynight anymore,
and you have no idea how muches progress that is. ♥
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