3PM -- In the library
"It stings a little for me,too."
Well, I'm not sure if that was the exact line in Awkward. The thought is. This is what came into my mind first.
I can't even count the times I've convinced myself that I am so over it.
So over it.
But I'm not. I am so not.
There is still this pang of jealousy and betrayal all in one. Stroke right through my heart... or my hypothalamus. It just hit me straight again. After all these years.
It felt like it's still the same kind of pain. The kind of pain that didn't change throughout the years.
The kind of pain that made me a fool thinking that I have this chance on you. When obviously, I don't.
I fucking don't.