just thowing it out there

I think it's time to let go. That is hard to do because part of me will be in love with him for the rest of my life.

Every time I see him all cool, calm and collected, I lose my breath, my heart starts pounding, and I am painfully aware that I am not over him and more likely than not he is, in fact, over me.

Today was just one of those days where everything I did reminded me of him and every song I heard somehow related to him. I hate days like today, because they remind me of the one thing I don’t have. Him.

Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow; we must fail in order to know. Sometimes our vision only clears after our eyes are washed away with tears.

I know I'm not completely over him. He still crosses my mind several times a day, but with each one of those times, a feeling of contempt also passes through my heart. Maybe if this happens enough, my heart will become completely hardened to him, and I'll get to the point where he does not affect me anymore. I'll probably always miss all the little things. Like him driving with his hand resting on my knee.

I didn't ask for it to be over, but then again, I didn't ask for it to begin. For that's the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets.