Its not simple you know. this ”moving on” that everyone makes it seem like it’s so easy to do. But what happens when everything around you reminds you of him?
What happens when you can’t go a day thinking about what he might be doing at that second? What happens before falling asleep, you wonder what you did wrong and the reasons why it ended.
But most of all, you tear yourself apart with the question. “does he ever think about me?”