All I have to say about today...it was a long day at work. I still thought about him a lot, but I think my heart and my mind are starting to see him in the same light finally. The ache is slowly subsiding but remains constant and dull. I don't know if I feel a little better because I talked to him some this weekend or because maybe I'm finally coming to terms. I know he will forever have a special place in my heart. Even though he broke me, I don't know that I will ever be able to hate him.
I haven't been able to stop myself from daydreaming that one day his marriage will fail and he'll come back to me. That makes me feel mean, and a bit dumb.