For the Unloved
I said I’ve moved on, but part of md is still waiting for them to show up a my door, preferably with a bouquet of flowers, asking if I can both surrender to this terrible game.
I can assume they still think about ms as much as he think of them, and that one day when the world is done showing them what they lost, they’ll come back on their knees begging for you to take them back.
It’s what we all wish would happen; something to fuel our ego and pride. But we might be the only one playing this game.
Now what happens when they never come back? What happens when you realize they have moved on, maybe even quicker than you have?
Bab Populer