360 Days Of Unloving You – Day 26


I went back to that usual place we hung out during Friday nights. Most of our friends were there, except for you. When I was about to walk out of the place, I saw her. The girl you chose instead of me. My dear friend and co-worker.

Maybe you were supposed to meet in the same place where we usually hung out.

I feel a twinge of pain. I always thought this was our special place. Guess it’s for the both of you now. Maybe you want to make new memories with that person instead of me.

She tried to pretend I wasn’t there but I love confrontations.

I grabbed her by the arm and gave her a slight smile. She wouldn’t talk. Maybe she felt guilty. I don’t know. But that’s just wrong. It wasn’t her fault. It was nobody’s fault.

Sometimes there are just choices to be made and consequences, at the end of the day.
She didn’t say anything, she just hugged me. I simply gave her a pat on the back. She has always treated me like an older sister, and I felt she needed assurance that I still got her back.

We were talking but it feels like no one is saying what’s really on their mind.

Suddenly, I saw you walking toward us. Nothing changed. You still haven’t outgrown your haircut that I really hate, and the slight smile on your face that makes up for that stupid hair. You wrapped your arms around her like I wasn’t even there.

She looked at me, alarmed. I simply smiled at her. I’ll just fake it till I make it.
A few minutes passed, I felt sick to my stomach. How did it come to this?

I just wanted to get out of the picture because I seemed like an antagonist in your perfect little story. I simply stood up and said goodbye, but you asked me to stay.

Are you being serious right now? How can you ask me to watch you fall in love?

Unloving you was the hardest thing but seeing you already happy with someone else is just too much to handle.

You might be the worst person who has ever treated me in the most insensitive way. I guess this is how it always been. We were never on the same page. You have left for another place and moved on but I’m just not quite there yet. Thought Catalog Logo Mark

AZ Briones is writing as a form of exorcism, just letting her demons out.

Keep up with Aena on wordexorcist.wordpress.com

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