Again.
Remember the scene in the class when Edward saw Bella for the very first time? This smile on his face just shorter than a blink, then changing to an expression of disgust?
Now I can relate to this feeling.
Our paths crossing again today after breaking up 6 weeks ago.
It could have been different, just randomly meeting you on the streets or something. I would have been fine, or at least far better than now.
Nervousness, knowing that, but not when you would enter the room.
You didn’t show up, not on time. You were late, like you always are. I don’t care anymore, but there was a time I did and I hated that you always were late, because it meant we were late.
Anyway, when you entered the room I couldn’t resist but look at you, instantly regretting it.
I was disgusted, not by you, you are beautiful, disgusted by the difference what was and what is now. Looking at you and knowing you will never be mine again, knowing it is good this way, because anything we would have tried would have failed but still with those What if’s flying around my head, messing with my mind.
I really thought you can prepare for this moment. Let me tell you: You can’t. Maybe for the situation or what you are about to say but you will never be ready for how it feels, no matter what.
