I don’t know why I’m still holding on, it’s obvious he’s moved on with her… They look so cute together and I hate admitting that. They look happy. And I know it’s sad and cliche but if he’s happy then I’ve got to accept that fact and be happy too and move on.. But there’s this thing we used to do.. That childish jealousy mind game we’d play… Horrible and and sad but deep down it was because we cared, maybe, well on my behalf I did, I mean sadly enough I still do… So that just leads me into thinking that maybe he’s at it again.. Playing our game. Our horrible little messed up game.