I'm not over him. I may not cry when I see him and can actually talk to him now but I can't stop loving him. I wish I could. I want to love someone who loves me as well. This here...this is torture.

After all the crap we have been through you would think it would be easier. And I want to date. Meet someone. Only because I need a distraction. That's all a rebound is. Wait...is it still considered a rebound after 9 months?

I wish I was right for him. But reality has set in and I know that's not the case. I also have to be true to myself and know that being friends with this man will cause more harm than good. We are parents. No more. No less.

But those eyes...