<<December 10, 2001 - 7:28 pm>>
His memory hung around me like a pestering fly. That fly that buzzes in and out of your face, and you just can't seem to swat it away..

I think I got it this time.

I think I finally killed it.

I knew it would only be a matter of time.

It's dead now.

Anyone who could do what he did to me has no place in my life.

That was the final realization.

And that's the last thing I will ever have to say on the matter.

LJ

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