Him

I'm over him. He wasn't a faze or someone I just decided to like one day. It was real. When I saw him I got this feeling that was deep and strong. It was passionate and meaningful. I had my reasons too. He is funny and smart. Extremely attractive but doesn't realize it. We have many things in common. Most of all he reminds me of my dad. He will never like me. I'm realistic not negative. I know I'm not the type of girl a guy like that would ask out. I came to terms with that long ago.  I know my life is not a fairy tale. He will never like me, something like that would only happen in a movie. You might say I'm a depressed and pessimistic person but that's reality. I've come to terms with it because it is also called life.  For a bit of optimism - it goes on. Life that is. I gave it time. I don't sit around moping and pining. I don't constantly think about what being with him would be like. I worked, I laughed, I cried just a enough to let go of the pain, and I kept going. I'm not saying that I will ever forget him, I'm just saying that time heals. Time can also harm if you sit there moping. So if you can relate, get up, go out, and live. Because life should not revolve around someone you have no chance with. Yea it might hurt, but it will hurt a whole lot less if you live life for yourself. My philosophy is this: Once I have starting living my life for me, who knows, someone might enter my life because they get that deep and strong feeling every time they are with me. And I will have the experience to know just how to react.