The other woman

WILLOW

Once I saw her standing there with her long pretty hair I knew I hadn't ever forgotten how she felt

I felt this sharp pain whenever she moved on even though it was all over what happened that night

We both made it clear we didn't want each other

Or atleast tried

Not wanting doesn't mean finding them in a crowded room. Not wanting doesn't miss how she felt in my arms

But sometimes You can get what you fully need thought we would never speak after what happened

SELENA

I was finally moving on. Forgetting all of it, the late-night drives, sneaking out after curfew, and growing up together

But moving on doesn't make you miss something you could've had. Moving on doesn't make you ache for someone. It doesn't make you still see them in someone else