You know that feeling you get when someone you care about is in the near vicinity and you can just feel them? yeah, that happened. I'm trying to tell myself it didn't, and I almost have myself convinced. I'm trying to tell myself that it wasn't him. I'm trying to tell myself that I'm happy now and that things turned out well after all. It may have only been for a brief second, maybe even less. But I wish I had been more oblivious. I wish I was looking down, or at my phone, or fixing my jacket, or grabbing something from my backpack. I wish I had not stopped to talk. I wish I had done my usual routine of going to the library. I would have been okay. But I have no doubt that it was him.