The last three nights I’ve dreamt of Brian… Usually that means, I wake up super depressed, and out of sorts, but today… I actually feel okay. Not sad. Not like crying… I’m alright. Of course I wonder if that saying is true: You dream of someone because they went to sleep thinking of you… Is he out there thinking of me? Doesn’t really matter now though, does it? I may not have a man that I’ve moved on to, but in my heart, and in my mind, I have moved on… He tossed me away. And I have let go of the hurt and pain that caused. I loved him. Can’t say that I still do… But I wish him well, and I wish him the best. And I can finally say goodbye without a whole in my chest. Everything is just as it should be… I accept it. 

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