I wish I could say that I didn't still miss him. I wish I could say that I didn't still think of him. I wish I could say that it didn't make me sad when people talked about when he used to be around.
I wish I weren't falling for people just because they reminded me of him.
It isn't fair that I'm not getting over it. Not fair that, even when I'm less sad, I'm still sad about it. Being with someone who reminds me so much of him, but is so much nicer, more considerate... so much more into me... so now, of course, the chemistry isn't there. Now, of course, I want something more. Maybe I just love the unknowability. Maybe it's not the person, but the idea.
I've always wanted things that were never there.
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