To the one I wanted to love again
I'm not going to lie, I really wasn't expecting to see you walking down the same street we had our first kiss. And I certainly wasn't expecting you to have your arm around her either.
It isn't like I didn't know you were going to move on - I mean, you're a great guy. You're funny, smart, and charming...of course you were going to find someone new. But I just didn't want to see it, and I honestly didn't want to know. I wanted to pretend that I was the only one you were dreaming about, and that you also felt like the world had stopped since we broke up. I wanted to imagine that one day, you would call me and we would put everything in our past where it belonged - in the past. I wanted to know that we could love again. I guess that wasn't realistic, but maybe I just wanted to believe it was.
Even though I say all of this, I really do hope you're happy. Your new girl is gorgeous, and based on the look in your eyes she seems to be everything you need. But if things don't work out, just know that my number is still the same as it was when you kissed me on Fruit Street.
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