It started as a childhood crush. Then a teenage accessory. Finally a college dream.
I have a lot of thoughts and reasons that this thing did not work but the fact the is that it just didn’t. Whatever spin I may put to it that fact would not change and the outcome cannot be changed.
There is just moving on and forgetting. Accepting that whether those feelings were real or not, they are pointless now. There is no place for them, wallowing in the dark reading romantic novels or conjuring scenarios that would end up with my pride intact would never get me far. Instead it would only plunge me deeper into that pit.
So I will be living for myself and my dreams which do not include you, nor do I think it ever did.