You flirt with him with such subtlety and I’m like fuck this shit… then I look at you and you look happy, he makes you smile and giddy…
so I just look away, hold it all in, coz no matter how much it hurts, I just want you to be fuckin’ happy.
"I thought I saw you. I thought I saw you and I felt every bone in my body shatter. I could feel my chest tighten the way it used to every time you used to touch me or every time you looked at me and I could feel my competitive heartbeat as it raced, and raced, and raced. I thought I saw you, but it was only a stranger who had your eyes, your skin, your hair. I thought I saw you. I thought I was over you. I was wrong."
"Someday, dear friend, I want to hear you say: “I wish I had never turned you down”. And I want to be strong enough to answer: “Well, you did. You broke my heart and left me there to fix it again. And now it’s too late for you, pal. I waited long enough for you to catch up on the fact that I could’ve been what you were searching for all along”.
I can’t even describe how much I want this to happen…"