a drawing of a woman with her mouth open

It’s been long since I thought about her, but I saw her again today... after many years. I myself had a glow up and my dumb ego wanted to know that life with out me was horrible for her as it was for me. I wanted to find her fat and miserable with a sad life. But it’s far from that... she looked as beautiful as ever and with a smile that’ll make you succumb to her feet, eyes that look at your soul and her small stature together, with her innocence fill you with so much light and your life feels like a movie. I didn't talk to her or say hi... all I got from her was a blush and smile. Here I am relapsing like a recovering addict. The amount of Serotonin she gives me is just insane though I don’t remember most of her facial reactions her grin and giggle is imprinted at the back of my head. Though I forgot her touch her lips from our first kiss still brushes my lips. Though I forgot her voice, I remember her words. Unfortunately they were lies and in the end she told me she never loved me to begin with. Good thin