Unfortunately that day came today and I didn't get the chance. One, I was with my dad. Second, it's Christmas Eve. I didn't want to be mean. I'm not saying I would say something cruel. Most people don't even think I have a cruel bone in my body. But I always pictured the day when I saw him. I would tell him what I really thought of him. He was the one that hurt me the most. The sad thing is, he was a friend and a crush. Ex-boyfriends or guys I went on dates with never hurt me as much as he did. It took forever to get over him.
Instead today, we looked at each other and I turned away.
I'm hoping the day will come again. I don't want to act like a teenager and give him the talk. I just want to be grown up and tell him my thoughts. I just want to get it off my chest. Which I know sounds crazy. That was the past, this is the present. It's time to move on. It's just one of those things I want to do no matter what. Think of it as something on the Bucket List. For me, it would be a big step. I'm the shy one. I hate dealing with conflict. I try to look at the positive of something. He was the one who depressed me like there was no tomorrow.
Of course I'm not surprised when I saw him the song that always reminded me of him popped into my head.