"Where is she?"
"WHY DO YOU CARE? She's not yours anymore."
"I just want to make sure she's still around?"
"Hah, sure you do. You still love her don't you?
"No! Of course not. Well...not in the way I used to. I mean...I don't care about her anymore than any of my other friends. We're friends."
"Well, there she is."
"Where!?"
"Heh, got you. I knew you missed her."
"I don't! Not in the least. I have someone, anyways."
"So? Don't tell me you don't wish she'd come back and make your life harder. You wish she'd come back to you, even if you screamed no at her. You'ld just give anything to know she still loves you."
"She doesn't. So it doesn't matter."
"Doesn't mean you don't wish she did. Hey, I mean, maybe she does. You never know."
"You think she does?"
"No. But YOU never know."
"Well, I know she doesn't."
"Hey, look. It's her."
"Hmm? I could care less."
"Fine, don't look."
"I won't."
"Okay."
"Mhm."
"Wow, who's that she's with?"
"What? Where?"
"Looks like she's moved on just fine."
"Good for her."
"Jealous?"
"No way. I have someone."
"Doesn't mean you're not jealous."
"Well, I'm not. I'm happy for her."
"Wow, they're really going at at."
"Disgusting."
"You really want to go there? I know what you've done."
"Shut up...that was different."
"You're right. Less geniune."
Author notes
Blah...I got lazy and lost where I was going with this...my bad!
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