“If you didn’t like him, why does it bother that he moved on?”

Because he was the one guy that actually liked me.

He understood me, he…. He respected me, he listened to me, he defended me, even if I was ungrateful.

“Then why didn’t you choose him?”

I don’t know….. I guess because I neglected him.

I judged him too much , I judged the way he looked, the way he dressed.

And my friends didn’t like him either.

They thought he was too nice, useless, and I thought he was too good to be true.

By the time I was ready to let him in, he had already given up, and I honestly don’t blame him.