Today I was catching up with an old girlfriend. And I guess it had been a while since we had talked, she didn't even know about my break up with S. So I gave her the run down on what had happened, in a nutshell of course.
Talking about it isn't nearly as hard to do now as it was when it was fresher. It's been a while now, but it's actually been about 9 months now. I don't know if I can say that I've recovered completely. Maybe that's not possible, I guess the pain just eventually tapers off to less and less, but maybe never completely goes away.
It makes me sad really that things ended up the way they did. I never imagined that this is the way things would go down. I wonder if I'll even ever hear from him again ever. I even hope that I never do. I hope that my life will go on as if he stopped existing. I don't want to know what he's doing or how he is. I don't want to know where he lives or works or who he's with. I just want to believe that he's fallen off the face of the earth. 1:29 AM