I was just foolishly looking at pictures of the High School Boy, who is now on his mission. I've been over that relationship for almost two years, but every once in a while...
I relapse.
I shouldn't have been looking. I don't need any more reasons to look back. I had to excuse myself from my desk and run away before the sad little part of my heart decides to come out of hiding. My stomach released a cloud of butterflies for a moment, which is ridiculous {because, as I said, I'm over it}.
But sometimes that tiny hole in my heart reminds me how much I miss having a best friend. It reminds me that high school is over. It reminds me that I have a different life now. It reminds me that those pretty butterflies in my tummy get to stay right where they are, even when the song comes on or when I see a picture or when someone says his name.
Even if forgetting isn't easy, this is what I wanted.
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I really enjoyed reading this, even if it did make me a little gloomier than I was five minutes ago. It's a gray day out here in AZ, though, so maybe it's fitting.
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