The light beaming in my eyes as I look over to him. The sunlight elegantly danced on his face. He is perfect. All I can remember is all the pain I felt with them. With us. He has made every effort to forget my existence. Ignoring all the physical and emotional torture I went through to get his attention and to be with him. I curse it. Curse the feeling of guilt I have yet I was the victim. I shyly look away before someone notices my sorry state. Glancing at my phone, I realise I only have 30 mins to the end of the class. At Least I can be as far away from him as possible and forgot it all. Seeing how dry my phone is. No text for a soul. I remember how unvalued I am in the world of the present. I throw...