i hadn't thought of you,
these three years had been a beautiful blur,
i got more tattoos,
and my relationships had grown into beautiful roses.
oliva and lucas were angels in disguise.
i loved them both,
me and lucas had been together for those three years,
and we were in university now.
lucas studied psychology,
where as, i, studied fashion marketing.
i had started a clothing line with olivia,
where would put our art on t-shirts
and our designs were on different articles of clothing.
it took off after we got social media famous to wear our clothing.
we had lots of exposure on magazines and newspapers,
we were making loads,
i was happy.
me and oliva bought a store,
with a studio just up the stairs;
we renovated it ourselves
and it looked amazing.
lucas wrote a book,
he'd sent it off to a publisher
and got amazing reviews,
his book was a bestseller;
the book of the year.
we celebrated by staying in bed,
making love,
and eating pizza straight from the box,
with wine to digest the meal.
i was living a dream.
i didn't think about you once...
i didn't know whether you had graduated from college
or gone to university,
i hadn't a clue.
so when you appeared in my busy store,
in a inky suit,
your eyes green,
and your wrist heavy with a bejewelled watch,
i was shocked.
"holy shit..."
oliva mumbled and i frowned.
"is that..."
i nodded and placed a costumers clothing in a custom made bag that had our logo on the front.
"can you handle the rest?"
i asked oliva, as i watched you look around.
"yeah, yeah; go talk to that hunk whilst i work and i'll act like I'm not ears dropping..."
i walked away from the front desk with a laugh.
i walked up to you and you turned to look at me,
i just frowned at you,
"hi, stranger..."
i didn't even want to talk to you,
everything about you made feel sick,
