Love Means Nothing

You asked me if I was alright. I just shook my head and smiled. You asked again if I was alright. How was I supposed to say yes? When in reality I am a mess. My thoughts are consuming me whole, they are taking me piece by piece to a place I did not even know existed until now. I respond yeah, and shake my head.
That’s what I always do. I say yes when my mind screams no. I want to tell him of all people. But how can I? HE blocked me out of his life. He choose the other girl and not me. I told him I was alright, when in reality I need someone, not anyone, him to tell me it’s going to be okay.
I smile and move on. There is nothing else I can do. Ten minutes after you ask if I am okay; you can’t even look me in the eye; you can’t talk to me. I am nothing. We are slowly growing apart. I wish that we could go back to last summer. That was a great time. Begin able to talk, without tension.