it’s sort of crazy how easy it is for me to forget how upset i was last night. the hardest thing about this is seeing other people in relationships, i guess. i can’t help but wonder, why not me? when is my time? why hasn’t it happened for me yet? that’s really the saddest part of this. i don’t even really feel that rejected anymore. did i ever? and i sit and think about everything it could have been if he had liked me.
but he doesn’t. so there’s really nothing that it could have been. it couldn’t have been anything, because there’s nothing there. there’s no use in mourning things that never will and never could have existed. and so life goes on. you live to play another day.