This time, it's really goodbye...

I think I have moved on. I mean I know I have. I hardly ever think of him anymore. I don't miss him at all. Well, there are still times when I think about him but it's always just looking back without any emotion. Although, there's still the wondering about what could have been, but I feel no regrets at all. I still wonder where he is or what he's doing, but that's all. I don't want to overanalyze it anymore. I have moved on and that's that.