Dear You,
I saw you walking by with her the other day. It still stung for some reason. Not because I still feel the same. And I hate to say those feelings are fleeting. It's only fair though. You never gave me a chance. So you'll never know them.
I have to get over this. Us. And move on. If only I could tell you how. Because I have no idea. How am I gonna get over you?
Sincerely, Me
