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I've finally moved on.
I still love her, but I accepted that I can never have her.
That's my definition of moving on.
Kinda.
Well, I can read through all the her PMs that I saved without crying. That's a major improvement.
I can also look at a picture of her without feeling weak, and alone. That's another huge improvement.
I can see other couples, and not think "That's what we could have had." anymore.
But.
At night, when I'm lying there alone.
I still think about her.
What we had.
What we could have had.
What I lost.
What I'll never have back.
What she could have done differently.
What I should have done differently.

I guess the plus side to all of this is that I know what not to do now.
I can't get too attached.
I can't be serious with the person I love unless she wants it to be serious.
I can't be too concerned about her or ask too many questions.
I can't be stubborn.
I should dump her as soon as I get the first hint of coldness from her.
I can't be romantic.
I can't talk about our future if we've already talked about it.
Don't bring up dead topics, I suppose.
Don't love her unless I know it'll work out.


I'll find someone new sometime.
I can't date now, though, or it'll be a rebound type thing. I'd only date them to help get over Sarah. I can't use someone like that.
When will I lose my feelings for her? They've been fading for months now, ever since she started being cold towards me.
If they've been dying all this time, how come I still love her?
How much did I love her if my feelings are still this strong?
I just sneezed. Now I forget what else I wanted to type.
...Eh.



That's all, folks.