Has to go somewhere
It’s been a year now, almost, since we broke up. I’m graduating college in a day and I miss you, I wish I could tell you how much I’ve grown, how much I’ve changed, my hair is longer, I got adult braces, they aren’t as bad as I thought they’d be. I might get my dream job, I no longer talk to one of my close friends, I am happy, I am lonely, I still look for jobs in your city, I understand why you left, I don’t understand why you’re so cold to me.
I unfollowed you everywhere, a few weeks ago I removed you from my LinkedIn, where it all started. I know you didn’t notice. I am following the steps one does to move on, check all the boxes. I’ve told all my friends I don’t think about you anymore, but my thoughts don’t move an inch without bumping into you.
I got LinkedIn premium today thought maybe you’d have viewed my profile, maybe you think about me, just a little bit.
I still tell people ManU is my favourite team, I still watch their matches. Three squeezes will always mean I love you.
But that doesn’t mean it works? Had to asked me to, I would have done anything for you.