it's getting easier. slowly but surely, it is becoming easier to separate myself and the love i feel from him. it's more like i'm in love with this idea, this figment of my memory, loving this person i know and used to have.
and now he's just around.
a nice little fling now and then.
i've forced myself to see him as just a person.
nothing more.
and it's getting easier. one day at a time.