Every night and every day I think about one person. We broke up over a year ago, one and a half years ago to be exact, but I still about him. I tell myself it’s for the best, that he deserves to be happy, that by letting him go, not bothering him, not calling him, that it would be for the best for him and for me. I disappeared from his sight, forced myself to stop looking at his profiles, pictures and rid myself and my home of everything that reminds me of him. I forgave myself for the mistakes that I have done, forgave […]