@Yue_ Not everyone is the same. But if you're like some people, I'd say you should be careful about who you allow to become your first love. It can have lasting effects. The kind that linger for the rest of your life, and not all in a good way.
Mine was the pretty captain of the cheerleading squad. And me? I was just a loser who didn't deserve a girl like that. We were ecstatic while it lasted. But then, through a series of stupid misunderstandings and miscommunication that seem fitting for a silly TV sitcom, it was over.
Maybe some people mean it when they say they're happy for the one they lost. But I wouldn't distort my truth and say it that way. She was too important to my life. It hurts that she's happy. It always has. And I honestly wish she didn't seem so content without me.
There's simply nothing to be done about it. Nothing that would simultaneously preserve the beauty of what we once had.
All I can do is listen to "Creep" by Radiohead.
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
Oh, oh
She's running out the gate
She's running
She's running to...
Run, run
Run
Run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here