You ever care about person so much that you can’t picture life without them or being with someone else. But then it doesn’t work out and you’re hurt. But with each passing day and month and year it gets easier and you realize there’s so much out there in the world…and seeing them or talking about them no longer bothers you. It’s almost like recalling a story or a whisper or a memory and you’re okay. Maybe even thanking the universe for dodging life’s bullet in disguise. No? Me neither….