It's been two months since I've spoken to or heard from her. I'm kinda impressed with the self control I've put in to keeping from thinking about it but I almost feel like I'm avoiding everything that might remind me of her and it's not the way to live. They say that you can't really get over someone until you love someone else and I believe it. Until that day, however, I'll be carrying around that knot in my stomach that is created when someone goes from meaning everything to me to meaning nothing in such a short period of time. There is a certain peace from knowing that I'll never give her that chance again, though. It's all ego really. I hold myself somewhere high enough in my mind that keeping myself from her deprives her of some greater feeling.