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I’m over you. I know paradoxically that’s what someone who isn’t over somebody else would say but I have come to the conclusion or atleast made the decision that I am indeed over you as much as I can be. Hobo Johnson (who is not an orbiter of these topics) said, “Once you love someone and you break up with them and you don’t talk to them, it takes two years to get back to your normal, ground floor of yourself. Maybe it’s less or more for some people, but that’s always what I hear.” I’m not over you simply because it’s been almost two years since I moved out or we stopped talking or since ur dog got sick, I just simply have gotten over it. When me and Katie broke up, I was devastated and ended up going to military school - however, I healed over time idk when I got over her but I did, and when I started talking to Katie again to find out about her divorce and very awkwardly ran into her and her FBI Agent boyfriend (who she referred to as her friend) I realized I was ultimately glad things didn’t work out. I think it’s the same way with you, but less annoying. A lot of really sad things have happened since we broke up, things I won’t get into and you ended up having to grow as a person very quickly. I hope you’re happy now like I am, I hope you’ve learned to love your family like I do. I think it’s sad we never got to really say goodbye, but breakups aren’t easy. There was a lot of things that went wrong - you messed me up in ways I’m sure are too deep to really understand, and I’m sure I wasn’t the easiest at times either - it’s a shame how people who are both so young can hurt each other like that. Sometimes I think about things like that widow’s house we would’ve moved into or when we went to Roseville; sometimes I have to tell those stories because you were such a big part of my life, which has unfortunately pissed off a handful of romantic partners when ur name came up. Overall, enough time has passed that I don’t really think about those things that often, we were able to love each other and now it is over and while there is no grand truth from that, it is what happened. I’ve gained 70 pounds, watched all the movies you’d watch without me and I’d only catch sneak glimpses of when you fell asleep, wrote three albums, etc. I’m subconsciously ready to move on, but I didn’t want to let go everything without making you a message. I’m aware the album will come out and that will be that, I may have a song or two left in me but nothing to the extent of Insect Politics. I wanted to make a webpage for you a clock that shows how long it’s been since I pulled out of your driveway for the last time. A memorial that will go on even when we both forget. I'm glad we had what we had, but I’m ready to leave those feelings here for now.

August 31, 2020 9:53 PM - November 7, 2023 6:16 PM:
3 years, 2 months, 7 days, 20 hours, and 23 minutes.