a couple days of silence, the positive impressions fade fast. i dont mean to bitch, and i dont want to be clingy, i just want to know so bad what happened, but what good would that do me? oh, love is such a flighty thing. i was still in the infatuation phase, but he grew out of me as fast as i feared it would be, and now i dont know if im overreacting or standing over a dead horse in the middle of the desert. god that was quick and sweet but not painless by any stretch of the imagination. im pretty sure im not overreacting. he met someone today, and he hasnt ever felt this way before apparently, but neither did i. oh well, call it a learning expirience or something mockingly mild. heres to the first of a million heartbreaks. i dont even dare to hope that it isnt over, because it is, hes never felt as he did meeting whoever she is today, and now im obsolete, used, and dissatisfied. oh woe is me. we didnt die i guess. it isnt pleasent even so. god, i cant hate him, i cant hate her, whoever she is for making him feel this way. i can only miss the way it feels to be the one to make him feel that way, if i ever really did.
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