Over A

It isn't about revenge nor any rebound purposes

This time, I knew I wanted real, sincere love.

A

To the one that got away,

I can never do anything about you being 17. You are much younger than me and I strongly believe that our seven year gap was purely the reason why we part ways. You're a college student and I am a hopeful professional. I don't know if age will still matter 5 or 10 years from now when we both have decent careers.

It was just amazing how our paths cross. A random chat. A simple smile. I conclude that our smileys were our "okay?okay!" I enjoyed getting to know you. I assume you were the guy I can talk to about how my day was, I can share my dilemma at work, I can laugh with the silliest things, I can converse about life decisions. One day, I wake up and there's no more you. I am alone but not the same alone when you weren't in my system yet. 

Our lives are coincidence. My hopeless romantic heart felt that it's destiny. Isn't it cute when we found out that we go to the same university. Also, you living in the subdivision wherein the developer is the real estate company I worked for. You who is an edm fanboy and me who recently discovered about it because of my cool kid friends. You - the tall, handsome, and everything awesome guy.

Things between us won't work but a closure could've been the proper way to end it. Unless we aren't closing doors.

I miss you, A. Everyday.

Day 4

10.06.2014 

"I knew for the first time that this won't work. Yet I give it a try because you're giving me hints that this thing might be fine." 

2AM Thought

"They're just girls breaking hearts/ Eyes bright, uptight, just girls/ But she can't be what you need if she's 17/ They're just girls / They're just girls" Girls, The 1975

Boys do too.

Complications

First of October 

She will surely remember 

He sent a hi 

She replied a smile.

A nice, sweet guy 

A dork, weird girl 

He's an athletic, cool kid 

She's a nerd, childish adult.

Exchange of getting to know messages

And awkward smiles. 

She's 24, he's 17 

It's complicated.