In the last couple of weeks, I think I can safely say that I have overcome whatever hang-ups I had for Vicky. One day, I just realized how ridiculous all of it was. Her friends had stopped speaking to me, and even made eveyr effort to avoid seeing me at a mutual friend’s gathering. Whatever she told her friends made them avoid me like the plague, which I’d noticed for a while now but refused to accept. The thought of her playing these childish games with her friends and with me just infuriated me to no end, and I decided once and for all that I was going to stop this nonsense of thinking that something good was ever going to come out of any of this. Besides, I heard she’d started seeing someone, and I saw pictures of them together. Nothing special. The guy, I mean, but I can see that she has moved on. However, I am not one to enjoy bitter loose ends, so I reached out for the last time. I told her that I didn’t want us to be best friends but I didn’t want us to be on bad terms either. I suggested catching up over drinks, but only if she wanted to. If she didn’t, I told her that she could be rest assured that this would be the last message I send to her. This is true. I have resolved to send one last message, and that is it. If she doesn’t reply, I’m not going to be upset and I’m not going to send another one. It’s December 2008, almost a full year since that night, and I am done thinking about this, thinking about her, and dealing with these emotions. It is time to move on. I find that once I resolve to end something, I make it happen, and I think this time, it is definitely for real. If you hear me mention Vicky again from now on, it may be in the unlikely event that we see each other, either planned or unplanned. But I wouldn’t hold my breath for a planned event..
