Yup, you read that right. I think I'm finally moving on. About time. One month of mourning for one month of relationship is just too much, if you ask me.

I woke up early this morning with a smile on my face. And that ache in my heart that usually accompanies the dawning of the new day for me was gone. I felt lighter. I felt happier than I ever did for the last few weeks. And the tears were finally gone. Or at least I hope so.

It helped to know that I've finally accepted that it's over. As in really over. And that it shouldn't have begun in the first place. My heart doesn't plague me with questions of 'what ifs' anymore.

I'm not saying that I'm completely over him. But I know that I've finally taken that first step to move on. And it feels so good. I've finally broken free from the invisible chains he had tied up over me.

And he was right when he told me, "You don't belong to me anymore."

Yup, I don't belong to him anymore. I can finally say that truthfully, with no pain in my heart that usually accompanies that thought.

Whew. I've finally gone past that one big hurdle in my life. :)