Im the girl you me't online,

Days have past, and nights too.

But your memories are still alive.

Your memories are hard to erase.

It makes me feel like I am being cheated.

Although you and I don't have a connection,

You and I have no relationship.

I separated from you online after months,

But you became our teacher in one of our subjects.

You thanked me before that,

I am the only one who's responding.

But I told you that it was my fault that you screamed.

I wasn't able to attend your meeting once.

You always smiled and spoke to me like I was your baby.

But now that you look at your chosen leader in class,

And it feels like you're making a mess.

A mess that was made because of me.

You glanced once, but you hurriedly looked at our leader again.

You chose to walk the other route.

When you saw me walking along the route towards you,.

It hurts,

It distracts,

And it made me feel self-pity.

I was enrolling for the second semester.

And you're the one who's handling our course enrollment.

You stand in front of me,

Pretending not to know my name,

When you asked me who I was,.

I felt hurt when you talked to me online like we were close.

But you chose to treat me like someone you didn't know at that time.

I thought you and I were close.

But I guess it's just me who truly values that moment.

It hurts,

It really hurts when I think of the reason why you did that.

Is it because of my other classmate?

That you have chosen to become our leader?

Is it because she is smarter than me?

Is it because she's rich or because she's special for you to protect her feelings?

By showing that she has your loyalty and whole attention?

It hurts because I thought you did care for me.

'cause you have all our works,

You have the information or answers.

You have what you need to know about us.

Including me.

I'm sensitive,

And you know that if you have read all our works.

That is... if you have really read it all.

Or you just paid attention to your chosen girls works and protected their feelings.

knowing what not to do to them.

I left because I'm tired of being played.

I left because I'm traumatized, and you were the one who made me feel and experience this again.

I admit that I fell.

But I fell because I'm the one who's traumatized by silent conversation.

I always answered you,

As you continue to discuss,

I feel the pain you feel.

When no one gives you answers.

In this present moment,

I have chosen to stay away from everything.

That reminds me of what happened.

I chose to try to forget you.

including the memories that you have made in my story.
© Ruakh