Took me four years, but finally I begin to forget him in this year 5.. Then two nights ago, I have a dream and he is calling me on the phone to check on me in the dream. I haven't remembered my dreams in over 4 yrs.
He wasn't the person who hurt me most. But he shut me out, sent me away & then wondered why I wouldn't (couldn't) come back. And I'm over him. But not quite over the pain and frustration. The wounds are still there.
I'm moving on. Goodbye Steven. I thought u were the one. I was wrong. That's ok tho. I have hill. U will find someone who isn't all fucked up like myself. U were my first love. Ur always on my mind. One day I'll truly fully let go. I will be happy again. I need that day to be today.