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So I was reading through old journal entries....like from 2004 and 2005....I didn't realize until now how over him I really am. I was constantly paranoid....and well I can't say i'm shocked, there are many unanswered questions and loads of things that never added up... and once upon a time I would worry and rack my brain and now I just don't care. I still love him. When I told him I would love him forever, I meant it..but I'm no longer in love with him. I do miss his friendship but that's the extent of it. It's just very nice to see and makes me feel better about things. Pubilius Syrus said “A friendship that can end never really began”...I believe the same can be said for love.