How foolish of me to take a harmless quiz to truly understand if I "got over" you yet. Little did they know I walked across (and "got over") the bridge we created a long while ago, but I still remain on the other side guarding it from unwanted visitors.
I "got over" the persistent reminders that you would never say you loved me, as well as the overwhelming whispers that you would never walk me home anymore. I "got over" your name falling to the bottom of my contact list, and the fact that you never smiled when I was around.
I "got over" a lot of things, my dear, yet I still took that test just to make sure I "got over" your scent and your touch and your taste. And all it confirmed was: not quite yet, but you're almost there.
I always knew quizzes were complete ******* because boy, were they wrong.