i thought after such a long time, it wouldn’t hurt but after today i realized it still stings like it did. was otp w a friend and somehow the topic came to you, talking about all the little moments that made my heart flutter, made me realize how much feelings there are left that have yet to dissipate. it’s all so clear yet so complicated. so much tension, so much lust, so much of everything.
i went and took a look at the last time i wrote about you here; 2020, 2 years ago... looking back i guess things were best left how it was then. it would be the best for the three of us.
fast forward two years, i wonder if too much time and too many people have passed us by to even think about the past. we are not who were were 2 years ago anymore. i wonder what will happen if we were to meet again.. probably like that one time, being proud and pretending the other person doesn’t exist casually.
thinking about it at this moment, i hate that i am still thinking about you. feels like it’s only me caught up in that nasty past we shared. i hate that you probably don’t feel anything anymore. it’s so crazy because i swore in one way or another to myself to never write about you here again but here i am and i hate that.
i just want to know if it still tortures you when you think of it like it haunted me today.
a part of me hope you never ever think of me again but another part of me hopes you do.
i hate that it has been more than two years and i haven’t fully let you go.
i’m not going to go back and look at that video message although i still have it right where it was. but i already went and stalked you which is the biggest irony.
i hope you’re doing well, whatever you’re doing, wherever you are. i know that you will, though. afterall you have so much charisma and brilliance the wind follows you where you go.
i hope to never write about you again ever.
goodbye c. may we never ever cross paths again.