A/N: I do not own Rent in any way, shape or form. I seriously wish that I did though.
I was thinking about this one today. It actually happened to me. (The feelings, anyway.)
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We used to be together. We used to be the "cutest couple". We used to be the ones that ignited jealousy and love in the hearts of those around us.
We used to be. I made a mistake.
We were together for almost a month and a half when I broke it off. I felt something weird between us, like something didn't feel right. Instead of talking it out with him and trying to fix it, I told him how I felt and called it quits. I broke up with him because I felt like there was something between us that I couldn't fix or change. I broke up with him because I thought he wasn't right for me.
I thought he wasn't right for me even though he gave me a flower on our anniversary. He held me when I was scared during the movies. He made me laugh when I was completely down and out. He made me feel safe and comfortable.
I completely destroyed something that was great for both of us. I broke up with the exact boy I had been looking for.
I only realized my mistake about two weeks later. I told him that I made a mistake. I asked him for a second chance and prayed that I would get one. He answered me with a "sorry" and a comforting smile. He told me that he was dating others now. He told me that he had moved on and was happy about it. He asked me why I hadn't tried to fix it when we were together, and I had no answer for him. He walked out of my life and I was left heartbroken.
Now he's with her. I found out on Christmas Eve that he had finally asked her out. He had been going on dates with her for some time, and they were now a couple. She was the one girl I had wished desperately that he wouldn't date. I didn't really want him to be with anyone except me, but she was my last resort if he were to date another.
When he's in a room that I have to go into, I feel myself get nauseous. When other girls laugh with him, I feel my blood boil. I get so jealous that I can't even be in the same area as him. When he smiles at her, I feel my heart break over again. We they kiss, my mood falls to the floor.
I have no idea how I'm ever going to be friends with him again. I may have to wait until his very presence near me stops making my knees weak. I may have to wait until the racing thoughts of jealousy when I see him with her end.
I may just have to get over him first. I may just have to fall out of love.
Easier said than done.
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Thanks for reading, guys. Who do you think it is?
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