I guess...

I guess I could get over you if I were motivated to do so, but I don't seem to want to let you go. I don't know why I'm holding onto something that won't work. I'm moving on very slowly. I don't want to forget about you, and I don't think I could even if I tried. But I don't have to be a prisoner to my feelings for you. I don't have to stop living because I can't have you and probably never will. I don't have to stop loving. The only problem is that, when I think about love, I think about you. I associate you with love because...well, I'm in love with you still. I probably could fall in love again with someone else, but the road there seems really, really long. Really long. I sometimes wish I could erase you from my memory and my heart. I'm tired of hurting. I know I'm supposed to let myself grieve, go through all the motions of that process. It's just taking so long.