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I’m not making such a bold assertion just to convince myself of its authenticity. I have proofs.

You see, we live next to each other, my ex and I. And for the past week or so, her new boyfriend has been spending the night over there, just the two of them I suppose. Yet, being right next door, I don’t feel a thing. Not envious, not resentful, not bitter, nothing! Seeing them together on the stairs, I feel nothing. Hearing them giggle in their shower, I feel nothing. It surprises me how “nothing” I feel because generally I am quite a sentimental guy!

Surprisingly also, it took me only a week to get over her when I learned of her shameless betrayal. Now, after withstanding the ultimate “are you over your ex” test, I can assure both myself and those who know me that she is nothing but a mere figment of the past, buried in the book of time.