The next time I saw you after you told me what you did, I froze.
I didn’t know what to say to you, or if I should say anything to you.
Because every time I looked at you, I saw her.
I still see her… actually, I see more than just her. I see her, and about a dozen other girls…
It’s been a very long time since I’ve actually felt very self-conscious. Just knowing that I couldn’t keep your attention made me feel that way. Because you could take my attention away from anything by just walking into a room, and I couldn’t even take your attention off of other attractive girls.
So I froze.
It felt as if I didn’t even know you anymore, almost as if you were a stranger.
I felt awkward around you, and I still feel that way sometimes.
I want everything to go back to the way it was so badly, so so badly.
But I don’t know if it can after this.