“She tried to live, but she never forgot him, always thought about him, partied like crazy, and never fell in love again. He, on the other hand, forgot her, and never called her again. She never found someone’s hands to fit quite as perfectly as his hand, and no one ever made her smile quite the way he did. No one could fill that whole in her heart, not even she could. And she rarely, if ever, even got a hello from him, so she just gave up, she knew she’d never see him again, and she just closed her eyes and wished him away. She made it like she didn’t even know he existed but he was always in the back of her mind always.”