Oh no, not anymore.

Now that there are 686.9 miles between us, it is easier to let you go. All of the distance and time that separates us makes it easier. I've had nine months to get over the eight months that I spent in love with you. I thought I would never get to this point. I thought you would have my heart in a headlock forever. But I've finally done it. I've moved on. I really, honestly don't care anymore. I'm ready for the next great heartadventure that the universe sends my way. Bring it on, universe. I can take it. My heart can take it.