To You.

After several long months, I can finally say with a clear heart that I am over you.  I am done thinking of what-could-have-beens.  I shall cease anticipating to hear from you because if you really wanted us to work, you would have tried to reach out.  But that you never did.

I grieved over us, over something I thought had potential but whose thriving fire was abruptly, cruelly put out.  Without warning. 

I am stronger as a result.  Stronger because for a long time I was angry, bitter, confused, and hurt. All these feelings I have come to terms with.  I accept the cards that were dealt to me and the only wise thing for me to do is move on.

I'm comforted by the realization that we didn't deserve each other.   Although I have decided to forget you, there will be that little corner in my heart where I can go back to and remember what little moments we shared. (Hopefully with fondness)

Time does heal wounds.  New love does it too.