I saw her yesterday, and she’s a lot better then you ever were. She walked by and dropped her books at my feet, on accident. I’m sorry, she said, her eyes wide with embarrassment. I only smiled, leaning down and picking them up for her. Thanks, she told me, and smiled. I winked at her, watching with fascination as she blushed violently. You’re really cute when you’re all bright red, I told her, the most daring thing I think I’ve ever said to anyone, even you. She looked at me oddly, and I could tell she was trying to read into what I said. Do you want to get coffee sometime? Do you want to hang out? I asked her. She smiled. Sure, I’d love that. And she walked away not daring to look back over her shoulder at me.

Thinking back, I’m not sure why I said anything at all. Why I didn’t just walk over the books, or pick them up and walk away? But I guess I was thinking about how much I don’t want to be stuck with you, and she appeared in front of me like an angel. Like the answer to my prayers, like the reason for living. Like a rainbow after the storm, like butterflies at night, like the first night star.

And she’s so beautiful: Bright red hair, all curly and springy. I wanted to run my fingers through it right then and there. Her eyes are green, soft green, like Easter pastels. She’s tall, and graceful, and she would never strike me as a person to drop much of anything. She’s got the most perfect lips that I can’t wait to kiss.

Don’t think that I won’t.

Don’t think that’ I’ll spare you because I won’t.

I don’t care about you anymore. You got who you wanted, and they didn’t end up being me.

And now I’m typing everything up, and thinking, if someone reads all this, I hope they understand the truth: I’m not trying to degrade you, I’m not trying to make you feel as low as I felt when you left me.

I only want to let them know:

I don’t need you anymore.

alright people. that's the end of that.

I hope you liked it, and ifyou're reading for the first time all the way through, let me know what you think about it.
It was reallly more of an expirament than anything.