u/Awkward_Signal_3521

Its been a minute, but I am right here.

At this point, Im convinced Ive made it all up in my head.

I was so sure it was something at the beginning. Those constant looks. Maybe i was just seeing what I wanted to see. Otherwise why wouldnt you message me at this point or initiate conversation somehow? Im not desperate and its fine if you arent interested but this small part of me that still hopes you are just wont die.

That small part sees your new post and wonders if you made that to peak my interest (i know you didnt).

Do i just want to know what youre thinking? Why wont my brain let it go?

Id like to talk to you, but i havent seen you in a few weeks now. I keep telling myself at this point, just move on and forget about it. I just know that the next time you make eye contact with me, itll start all over again.

The fragile little girl is screaming inside, just pick me. The fierce woman I've become knows i dont need your attention. I wish theyd stop fighting.