Life.
Why is moving on so hard?

I saw her online today.  I decided to say hello thinking today will be the day I will test to see how much I have moved on.  I found out she was in Los Angeles last week and hung out with a mutual friend of mine.  Why did she have to say that?  We could’ve had a nice conversation without her even mentioning she was down in LA.  Maybe she’s just trying to make me jealous on purpose or something.  I easily put two and two together because I knew this guy would be down in LA and now she tells me she was here last week of course they would have met up.  That’s not too hard to figure out.  I thought it wouldn’t other me and when she told me it didn’t bother me.  Its just afterward when I thought about it I couldn’t hold it any longer and went outside to catch my breathe.  No, I wasn’t over her yet.  I keep telling myself to calm down,  to move on.  I have tears but they don’t come down anymore.  I guess that’s what it means to be all cried out. 

I go hiking every now and the feeling when your at a top of a mountain is the best feeling of the world.  When I gaze over the houses and the millions around me.  I tell myself she’s somewhere out there.  I just have to wait and I’ll run into her one day. 

Today was a test for me.  It didn’t go so well but now I know my heart still needs fixing.  A lot of my life still needs fixing but I’m still young, there is still more to life I haven’t seen. 

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