I’m still trying to let you go, yes, one molecule at a time. I still think of you, but it stings less and less with each passing day. Regret, bitterness, and sadness are losing their grip on me. In time, you will be a pleasant memory. Just, please, don’t invade my dreams, or else, I will have to start all over again. Hoping that you are doing backstrokes in an ocean of joy….