Here I am again listening to that song that reminds me of her. I know I promised myself that I would never listen to that again, but you know what? Fuck it. I feel like there is still remains of her inside me and that song might help to drain that off me.
I know that I shouldn't be feeling anything for her at this point, but now that song, that damn song, doesn't hurt me like before, I feel like it hurts about 10% of what It used to hurt, so that's some progress I guess, I don't even cry anymore, not at all, I'm far from that.
It's funny cause what I feel now is some nostalgia and even some anger I don't know it's just confusing. Sometimes I want to go back and live that life all over again, other times I wish that has never happened, but I'm also happy that it did because the experience was important to my life, it helped me to be the man I am today it made me learn so many things about relationships, about women, about spoiled people and that made me realize what kind of person that I don't want in my life ever again.
But I'm done getting reflective after listening to this song because of her, I'm looking forward to the day when that song will no longer be "her song", but it'll be just a song.
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