Dear him,
Ever since we stopped speaking, I had these crazy fantasies. Not one, not two, but several. I became infatuated with the thought of running into you in the supermarket or down the street from my house to see you one more time. But I don't want to see you as a D, the guy I once had feelings for, I want to see you as another face in a crowded place. But as for you, I want you to see me and feel regret. Regretting the fact you let go a girl who was willing to be there for you and make you the happiest boy in the world. I want you to watch me as I'm smiling in my nice black dress. Noticing how the sun radiates against my freckles or maybe the lightening in the room makes my skin glow. I want you to notice my smile and realize you're not the reason I am smiling anymore. I want you to turn away and look back hoping I would be looking at you. I will look at you for a second and I won't feel sadness anymore. I'll wave and go back to being with whoever I'm around. I want your heart to feel heavy and your mind rush with memories we once shared. How I was always there for you, how I kissed your cheek and called you my Prince Charming. How I made sure you were okay and hugged you through it all. I want you to remember the look on my face when you told me mean things and become so cruel as I cried. Remember that? Because that's the same look I want to have as you are watching me being free. I want you to realize you messed up and you let the one got away. But at the same time, it's selfish of me to feel such a way. I want you to be happy because I'm not a selfish like you. I hope I'm strong when I see you again.
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