When I met you I was instantly attracted to you. We always crossed a line between dating and fwbs , it just never got serious enough. You were in my life for 2 years, and during those times it was amazing. the day I ended things with you. I was sad but I knew it had to happen cause we were never going to be what I wanted .

I came across you a week ago , I swiped right , days later it was a match. We talked , made plans. that Saturday , when I saw you my god man .. all the feelings I thought were gone came back. I kinda felt a off vibe between us , but I shrugged it off, I wish I didn't

we got to the house , You cuddled me , we got to talking about how we used to be , and all we did was go downstairs and eat fruit and came back up and next thing I know you tell me you aren't into me , you tell me we need to move on , you tell me how cool and dope I am but you ain't into it anymore , you tell me things I weren't expecting you to say .

I was confused ,sad, hurt, fucking angry . like why didn't you say anything sooner , why'd you wait till we spent hours together , before you spoke up?

you told me time changed us , but its only been a year since we been apart.

we always said one day it'll be us.

that one day was that Saturday , until it wasn't. we are different people now , and time did indeed change us. it sucks I'll never get to touch you , see you or even talk to you again. but I'm glad you were in my life and we got to finally properly say goodbye to each other.

I came across you on a different dating app like a hour ago ...and thats when I realized I'm torn up over you, like fuck . I was doing good ,i was living my life , I was FUCKING HAPPY. & now I'm not. I don't regret it , but I hate that i went out with you that Saturday. I can't deny my feelings for you , I mean I been sleeping in your shirt every night . It was easy for me to move on last time , cause I always knew we'll see each other again. this time , we're done done , that's it .

I think I loved you .