am i?

am i not over it?
some say when you don't look for him in every crowded place you go, you're over it
people say when you don't think of him and her often, you're over it
friends say when you're already happy for who you are now despite of being left and unloved, you're over it
i say i'm over it, i'm sure i do
still it's hard seeing them together in a frame where i should be there, where i was there too
the place i laid my head on to when life was unfriendly
she stood on my place
she laid her head on his arms
and i feel like i'm not over it