Just Like That

Introduction

All my thoughts contain him.

Isn't it amazing how one person can affect another so strongly?

Daniel Nyles.

His adorable face, gorgeous smile, silly laugh, perfect hair, and flawless self. He is perfection.

I hate myself for the fact that I no longer have a chance with Daniel. Poof. Gone. I had my little infinity with him, but I broke it. I regret that decision every day. 

Danil and I had something, but i never could tell what it was. Whatever it was, it was definitly something. Something that won't leave my mind, and something I will never understand. Daniel moved on, I just never got around to it after we broke up.

Just kidding. That was a complete lie. I tried to move on. I really did. I just didn't want to, the reason being it was too damn hard. Everytime I finally got him out of my head, and I had met someone else, my brain decides to compare that someone else to Daniel. That comparision brings my mind right back to daniel, lightning fast. I have no clue how Daniel did it. But at the same time, I do.

Daniel is into one of my best friends, Annabele. Annabelle is skinny, pretty, "hot", and every guy wants her, not to mention she is a total flirt. It's okay, I guess I am too, on my good days. I understand that Daniel would rather be with a girl like Anna than a girl like me. Of course he would, wouldn't any guy? But what I don't understand is how I'm expected to move on. I mean, I can't. Nope. Impossible. I don't know why i like him, but I do.

This summer my mind has been clouded from actually functioning like a somewhat normal person, because I keep thinking of all of the mistakes I made in my relationship and making lists and asking questions about my past decisions. What I could've done better. When Daniel and I were together, why didn't I make more of an effort? Why didn't he? Couldn't I have talked to his friends about it? No, that would show weakness. Like I was hiding behind HIS friends because I wanted to know what was wrong. And why he had distanced himself from me. But the main question I keep asking myself, that also begins with a "why" is: Why did I break up with him? Followed by, Why didn't I try to improve the relationship instead of ending it for good?!

Questions have been going through my head since July 14th. The night I broke up with him.

And now? He's all I ever think about.