‘i don’t care anymore,’ she tells me. ‘honestly.’ i only look at her, disbelieving. it was only a few weeks ago that she cared so much she couldn’t sleep. she cared so much that she went back through the emails and messages, to relive the ups and downs. what had changed?
‘i’m over it. they’re right, you know, time does heal everything.’ i never knew she was a believer in such things. what happened to the great speeches about how, if feelings ran deep enough, they would never fade?…
‘it will be fine. i’m going to stop moping, and stop lamenting, and stop being stupid and emo.’ is this just a positive attitude, or is she actually determined to make this happen?
‘it’s all going to go back to the way it was.’
but how can she expect it to go back? of all people, she should know, it can only go forward.