remind me to tell you, when i see you next. he has a girlfriend, apparently long term, apparently he’s happy. very happy. hmmm.
you know, shit happens. and maybe i made a mountain out of a molehill. maybe it wasn’t what i thought. maybe i want it so bad that i made it all up in my head. or maybe i didn’t and it’s just bad luck. so sorry, i won’t deny it or think it was wrong. it was what it was.
either way, i won’t lose sleep and i won’t let my heart ache. i’ll pass it off as a fleeting dream. a moment where for just a little while it was me on a cloud of a feeling so nice.