The vicious cycle

I guess what people have been saying about the vicious cycle is true.


You first met as a stranger,
Slowly you became acquaintances,
And then you turned into friends, good friends of course,
Before you realised, she became someone you spend most of your day with.
And of course, someone you thought of the most,
Suddenly, you realised you can't get her out of your mind, no matter how hard you try,
And as you two got even closer, you noticed that she naturally had become a part - a significant one - of your life,
But out of the blue, something just snapped,
Something happened and that, made you drift apart,
And as you got very down, and heartbroken,
You got mad, and was determined to get over all the bad things, and even forget all the beautiful ones,
And obviously, you two started moving away from each other,
Talked lesser and lesser,
The relationship got strained to the maximum,
And of course, the level dropped to Friend level, to Acquaintance level,
And ultimately, to Stranger again.

Now you pretend as if you two have never known each other,
That she is just someone from the same school,
Someone you never met before, and think you never will,
Pretend that she is someone you don't even know exist,
And pretend that between you two, something had never even happened,
But you know, although she might have already forgotten what the fuck had ever occurred,
You know no matter how much you pretend to be okay, it somehow still gives you a sting inside just to look at her,
Even though she doesn't even know, and probably never will,
Even though she doesn't care, and you know she won't.



How peculiar.
Why does it hurt just to get a glance at a mere stranger?