Sighting

Over the summer, I had “met” someone online. He made me smile more that i ever did, he helped me without even knowing. Until August came. He disappeared, got caught up with this other girl, or girls. He then would only text me hardly not even once a day. But once every day or few days. At first I thought something had happened and he needed a break. No, someone had happened. He met a girl, prettier and skinnier and braver than me. She was able to do stuff I wish I was scared to complete. She was better. So he left.  And so did I.

Anything.