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I wonder if it will ever be the same for me. I wonder if I was right and if I'll never quite be as happy as I was. I wonder if I'll quit wanting to talk to him. I wonder if I'll stop loving him, stop being jealous of that bitch that doesn't deserve him, if I'll ever stop grinning whenever I see him, if my heart will ever stop fluttering. I just don't know if things will get better. They have. But you'd think it'd be gone by now...