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So it turns out it’s too late. Everytime I see him pass by I can’t help but look the other way. I’m glad that he has moved on so rapidly. It just proves to me that he isn’t as hurt from the break up as I am. Everything would be so much easier to live by if I just cut off all connections with him. I tried deleting his number; I even tried telling him to forget about me and delete my number. Instead this brought more tears. Why even try being friends when the pain is so unbearable? I’d rather let the pain come at full drastic speed than let it come by so slowly that it’s able to make me think of the worse. That way I could forget sooner and get out of this place.