The past year was unbearably lonely.

No one to sleep with me and keep me warm at night, no one to have midnight conversations with.

No one making me breakfast and so on. She left me and I let her go.

I tear slipped down my cheek as I sit on my couch at home. She's probably happier with him, he's probably perfect.

She posts pictures on Instagram with him. His perfect chiseled jaw, blue eyes and brown hair, stubble, a few freckles.

I'd never compare.

I need some air. I stand up and slip on a jacket, knowing it's snowing outside.

Snowflakes find spots on my head. I shiver as snowflakes melt on my skin.

My skin was paler than usual. I frowned a lot more and I rejected more people too.

I sit down on a bench in a park and spot Y/n, being pushed in on a swing by her new boyfriend.

They were perfect for each other. She jumps off the swing. He walks up to her engulfing her in a hug.

I used to make her happy.

Suddenly I snap out of my thoughts as I hear my name being called.

I glance up and see Y/n waving at me.

"C/n! C'mere!" She orders me, she looked stunning. Her skin was beautiful in the light. Her eyes looked happy.

She still looked the same, just happier. I don't want to ruin that. I've made her sad. And she's finally happy.

"Hey Y/n, how are you?" I ask her, faking a smile. She sends back the happiest smile ever. "I'm doing amazing. He makes me really happy." I nod.

He's standing a few meters away, sitting on a bench waiting for her to come back to him.

"I'm happy for you." I tell her.

After a while of catching up- and lying, she says she has to go. I wave goodbye to her as she leaves.

"I still love you..." I mumble. She snaps her head around, her hair falling perfectly on her shoulders.

"What?" She asks me. "Oh I didn't say anything." I lie again. She smiles and walks as her boyfriend wraps his long arms around her torso.

I wish I'd never said those terrible words to her.

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