You were just someone to Steve. And that's all you'd ever be. You knew him for a while and you took it for granite. Now you were apart and it hurt more than you could have known. You hated it but you cared so much about him. Whenever you saw him you stared. You didn't mean to. You just wanted to know if he was looking back at you. But he never was, so what did you have to gain anyway?
He didn't miss you like you missed him. He'd moved on already from the brief period where he actually thought something of you. It was too late now.
And what if he wasn't over you? Sure it's wishful thinking but let's pretend. What would happen? Would you date? You always ended up leaving the person once they liked you back. You'd just be breaking your own heart like you are now.
Feeling your feelings fade was one of the worst things ever, besides heartache.
Edit: oh my god I wrote this 8 months ago about a guy that a later dated, then broke up with cause he was an asshole in the end. So advice: get that bag honey boys ain't shit. :)
