being envious is one thing that is impossibly unavoidable and even more so when it is right there in your face, telling you that you need to stop pretending and face up to reality that as much as you try to put up a strong front, seeing other happy couple does strike a chord within your heart strings.
When everyone has a boyfriend but you, you spend countless nights reliving all the memories from when you weren’t this alone. You think, “I’ll be happy once someone loves me again.” You know that’s not true, but it feels that way. And isn’t that all that matters? How it feels?