You did a great job of proving your point that you’ve moved on and that you’re happy being the single guy.
Minus the fact you were caught staring over at me umpteenth times, though I was guilty of glancing at you as well. Though you caught me a few times and it made my heart race, while your facial expression didn’t change.
I couldn’t take watching you flirt with other girls so I left though, but I waited a few moments outside for my friends. You walked right past me without batting an eyelash and that’s when it hit me like a ton of bricks.
You really just don’t care about me at all anymore, and I’ve really been fooling myself all this time thinking anything could ever be different.
The girls found me and I broke down crying because I didn’t think it’d actually come to this. I thought I was ready to see you but I guess I was wrong.
I didn’t want to face the reality of the situation, which is that you’ve moved on and I’m just a distant memory in your life. I’ve been fooling myself thinking that I’ve moved on as well and that seeing you would be a piece of cake.
It’s time for a blunt reality check in my life, and if I put it in writing maybe it’ll finally stick with my stubborn heart.
So here’s what I need to remind myself when I start missing you, wondering what you’re doing and why we couldn’t continue how we were before everything went downhill.
