Nf

I know that I did what I needed to do but fuck I wish I could stop thinking about you. I knew you for 2 seconds but you have made an imprint on my heart and brain.

Today I remembered you telling me you were relieved when we met; wish you would have tried more; wish the effort wasn't so one fucking sided.

Whatever, we both moved on now, its so easy for people like us. But I still think about you. I will however not contact you, my pride will always get in the way. I wonder whether you think of me and if so, in what way?

Suppose it doesn't matter anymore and I will let sleeping dogs lie.
 
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