Thank you. Running into you in the hallways has become easier for me. I don't hide my eyes or run away from an awkward conversation. A half-hearted smile slowly shows its self on my lips and

I always manage a “Hi.”

The words you spewed at me helped me. Yes, those same words that made my chest hurt, that made tears spill,

helped me move on and away from you.

I'm beginning to lead my own life again. My thoughts are not as cluttered, or confused.

Options are more open and I'm having fun...

It's easier to breath, to smile without having to thinking of you. You made that happen. Thank you.

My heart doesn't hurt anymore.

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