I suppose this is an update about how I've been doing. It's been a month since she dumped me, and... in that time, I've still tried, hard, to bring her back.

But, like all wounds, it's closing up, and the initial itchiness is gone. We had a long chat that I can akin to the ripping of a band-aid, as it hurt, yet was... oddly satisfying. Now all that's left is a scar... and a friendship.

So I am... over her, I suppose. I may wait a little longer to date so as not to poke this sensitive tissue, but... I am no longer attempting to reopen the wound.

Um... unfortunately, I DID just picture a nasty scar, and as I AM squeemish... brb, bio.

(XD)