It hit me today that yeah, I still think about you. Not as much as I used to. And not in the same way. But there are moments where my mind spaces and I wonder how you’re doing there. It’s weird, no longer having you at the back of my mind in that way all the time. I remember those long eight months where there wasn’t a moment in which I was not thinking about you. I worked so hard on hiding it then. I’m really glad I don’t have to anymore.
It’d be a lie to say that I don’t miss how you used to do the stupidest little things that made me giggle uncontrollably. Or that there’s been someone that has crossed my life who has made as much difference as you did. But after an extremely long time of letting myself hurt over you, I realized today that i’m really not hurting anymore. I guess now i’m just waiting to let someone in again. To open up, trust wholeheartedly and love blindly once more.