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It’s odd knowing it’s over.  Well, I guess I’ve known it’s been over for a long while.  The difference is now I know you’re over me.  It makes all your I’ll love you forever’s seem so fake, so much like…you didn’t mean them.  Well, I knew that too, somewhere, deep inside.  I knew that you didn’t mean them.

*Deep breath.*  I’m over you.  I have been for many years now.  I just don’t understand, if I’m over you and you, me, then why…why does it make me so sad?

I hear she’s pretty.  I hear she has that “exotic” look you love.  I hear she laughs at all your stupid jokes and that she makes you smile.  I hear she is your female counterpart.  I hear…she’s the one.

…I remember when I was “the one”.