I saw the way you flirted with her, the girl with the beautiful long hair and brown eyes. I saw the way your smile grew brighter every time she spoke to you. I saw the way you gently caressed her shoulder as you spoke to her, I also saw the way you looked into her eyes. I remember when we used to look at each other that way. I remember when we used to talk to each other like that. The fact that we were so in love that we thought that nothing could ever come between us but 'she' did and it's okay to be quite honest. You're happy but I'm not, it's only a matter of time before I'm the happy one and you're the one that's sad trying to call my phone at 2am to tell me that you miss me while I'm with another person who makes me even more happy than you ever did. So for now, I'm not jealous nor angry, I'm just letting you go slowly.
