But I didn't.
I didn't think about it that day. Or the day after. Or the day after that.
So, why did I think about it today?
My friend, Alya, said something about being exactly where she was last year, the same time this year.
Then, I thought...I forgot about it. Completely.
I did not wake up that morning with tears streaming down my face or the twisted pain in my stomach. All that, no longer exist anymore, for me.
Just in case you read this, like you always had...
Because, that day marked the most amazing night of my life. Without you. Forever without you.
Yes. I moved on.