I spoke to a friend today, one who has felt pain, pain too.  Strength in moving on, I'm impressed. Its what I need to do, to let go, to grow, to speed up to nowspeak.  My friend does make sense.  Its time to know that I can do this, and that, and the other thing. No worries. And to disregard where "he" is at, because "he's" no longer what matters.  Its done. And I can breathe, move on, be happy even, with no pretense.  The concept that I have been fighting for so long is that I don't actually need anyone to make it in this life.  I can do it.  Its a thought so foreign, I mull it around in my mouth like a hard candy.  Sour, yet sweet.  I can do this.