I thought that I was over you.
I tried my hardest to keep you out of my mind. Distraction. Keep busy and don't think about him. That worked for a while and we tried to move on, but then there were the fights. Did you realize what that did to me? Did you know that trying to fight me hurt more than you could even imagine?
That's over now. You apologized. Told me you loved me still. I took you back. Was that a mistake?
I don't believe it is. My friends think different.
"He's just going to hurt you again."
"I'm not going to be there for you when you inevitably break up."
I would take their advice, but I've never understood how you can just move on from loving someone, and I could never bring myself to love someone else who wasn't you.
I made the right choice.
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Ramblings
Short StoryThe mind is a strange place. Welcome to mine. Therapy isn't free, but writing is.