It hurts knowing that I once had his heart but I wasn’t good enough because he chose her over me. But that isn’t even what hurts the most. We weren’t just boyfriend and girlfriend. We were friends for a long time before we dated. I thought he cared and I thought we had something but the truth is, it didn’t really mean that much to him. So what does hurt the most? Probably knowing that I made a fool of myself talking about us, loving the “Us” there was. Or maybe it was being at lunch with all my friends dreading the moment he would come sit down but then. . . He didn’t come. I then looked in the direction of the cafeteria and I see him, sitting outside of it, by himself onhis computer. Avoiding me. Because he would rather be by himself, than even have to sit anywhere near me or even look at me. Well. That’s love for you
Posted on: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 04:21:30 +0000
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