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Passive to Aggressive ProgressionI didn’t know it, but I had accidently stalked him. It was just sitting there, the information. I mean, we were friends so it didn’t matter, right? It was on a public place, out for all to see… It’s not like I meant to show up at the same place. My jog had just brought me there.I was checking my device as I was jogging. As I was going. What else could I do but look and see… See that he was going to be there.I wondered about veering my path, going back home, to the library, anything to avoid the encounter but to no avail. He would be there.I was scared to see him. It would be my first time seeing his face since things went south. Since one had yet again become two. Since my heart had been broken in two.I wondered if he’d care about seeing me. I wondered if my appearance would cause him the same kind of aches I was feeling. Then another thought came to my head. What if he had a new girl with him? What if she was a new girlfriend? Maybe they could b