I realized I haven't thought about you much, this break.
For perhaps the first time in a very long time, I have not thought about you.
I don't feel as though that's a betrayal.
I know you don't.
It's just new. Not thinking about you.
I haven't done that, in so long, have I.
I miss you, though. Still.
I do.
But I think I'm letting go.
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