For the first time, it suddenly doesn't hurt anymore. I'm starting to realize that it really isn't me, it's you. There's no point in crying over, waiting for or dreaming about someone who couldn't care less about me. So from now, I don't care either. Do what you want, by the time you see me again next week I won't even blink at the sight of you. You can deal with the tension between us, because it is no longer my problem. And that is amazingly freeing.