I have to

He may be important to me, but he will never be the same person I knew. Not to me anyways. He's over me now and I can't wait for something that will never come. So, I'm doing my best to get over him. I have to. I've made progress, though. Thinking of him less. But the thing is, I still imagine him next to me. I have to get rid of that habit. Imagining him in my everyday life. I can't stand it. It's fun sometimes, but I can't be with him, so at this point it's just really sad. Also, with me, I am just a huge flirt. I've always had feelings for at least one guy. I feel an emotion of what I consider to be a other type of boredom without it. Provably loneliness. A type of loneliness that can't be fixed with just family and friends. A type of loneliness that can only be satisfied by the sweet, fun moments of flirting and spending time with a special person. THE special person. My special person. Him. So it's not as easy as he thinks it is. The person I have to get over tells me I'm emotionally attached. Sure. Maybe so, but why wouldn't I be? He told me he loved me. I know he did. I saw it in the way he looked at me. The way he was so determined to kiss me. The way he said my voice was irresistible. The way he said good morning to me every day. I could also see the pain in his eyes the day we broke up. He was forcing himself away from me. That's why I held on. Because I thought he'd fight for me, hold on to his feelings for me, and want to be with me. Instead, he tries to let go and says he doesn't need me. So I have to get over him. I don't want a bad relationship with him, so we are still friends. I know it sounds stupid and I should probably just forget him, but I don't want a bad relationship with my ex's. I'll try to keep it that way at least. Friendship. That's all I have for now.