I am over you.

I don't know since when, but you have ceased to consume my thoughts at every waking moment. I can wake up without wondering if you've maybe left me any emails or messages. I can commute on the train to work without thinking back to our memories. I can go out without wishing you were there. I can hear a sad song without seeing you in every heartbreaking word.

I think I've begun to forget that you exist. Your face is so blurry in my mind now and dear, it's sad but ever so perfect, because this is as over someone as you could ever be.