Ironic

What’s ironic about the whole situation is that I love him too much.

So while I’m not talking to him, trying to fall out of love with him, he’s eventually going to get tired of being single and find another girl.
In which case I def wouldn’t be able to be his friend because I would hate her.

But if we aren’t suppose to be then we aren’t. And aparently we aren’t.
I’ll eventually heal and be happy.
I hope he figures out what he feels he needs to. I hope he’s happy with how things turn out.

I can’t think of a way for this to work out in a positive way.