it has been a year...

Just a year ago, I met you. I don't know if you remember that today. Anyway, it was at our mutual friend's birthday party. I arrived late, you were here, I didn't really notice you...i was not planning to like a guy this day. And...we started to talk, it was so easy, natural, comfortable, fun. You didn't stop hitting on me and I was obviously pleased. At the end, when I had to go, you kissed me in the neck, cheek. you were so cute. Now, I remember all those things, it kinda hurt me. Our friend doesn't celebrate our birthday, i think she doesn't talk to you anymore...it is like a normal day. But a year ago...my life has changed. Because I met you. then you were a mix of cute and jerk. i would like so much to be invisible whenever I want just to see how you look like now, how is your life...hope awful for you. Do not give a fuck if i am childish but i just want you to be cheated on by your girlfriend. you kinda deserve it. Hope you the worst, your last summer lover.