Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a Chance and/or Starbucks. 3 years later
Some time in your life, you find that special person, right? But what if, that special person, has found his own special person, too? Do you let him go and just walk away? Or do you wait for him until he loves you back?
That, I've come to learn, isn't our choice to make. And I've come to realize the painful truth that, if it's meant to be; it will be, but if not, it will never happen. True, I'm not the hopeless romantic type of girl you think I am. But, it doesn't really matter, does it? He hurt me; simple as that. Then why is it so hard for me to move on? Oh, I forgot, I loved him. What happened back then will never change. He could not, neither, will he try.
He's happy.
Why is it that hard for me to process? It couldn't be that bad, it's been three long, dreadful, years. And though I still cannot say the same for me, I am still enthusiast, or I try to be. We people say that if the one we love is happy, we too are happy. It's a lie. Cause every time I think of them, let alone, see them together, there is this pain in my chest, and I feel like my pulse is trying to jump out of my vein. 'Course, this is just not an overnight project; I would understand that. But, it's been three years. Three years since they've married, three years since I've been single, three years since I've had a normal conversation with a guy. Little did I know, that's about to change... On Valentines Day: today.
But, let me get back to my soppy and dramatic self. I mean, c'mon. Me forgetting him? It just cannot be joined in one sentence.
Dammit. Well, I do know one thing that can calm me;
Starbucks.
Dammit. I toss; I turn. It's been the same routine for me for the past three years. Well then, why couldn't I still get used to it? I try my best and do my hardest, but it doesn't do any good. I mean, they all think it's gonna be easy forgetting someone who you used to love, and used to love you, too? Well, trust me, it's not.
Knowing that I cannot force myself to go to sleep again, I get off my bed and grabbed my sweater. There's only one place that can comfort me;
Starbucks.
Well, this was short? :) HEY, I'M SO GLAD YOU STILL DIDN'T KILL ME. YAAAY FOR ME. I'LL UPDATE SOON, I PROMISE. WELL, IF I GET REVIEWS. :D