Move On

Andrew, my friend, told me to move on.

I tell him about my story. He knows that I love someone who doesn't love me back.

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"What do you think if I want to be close to someone just because I only want to talk to her?" he asked me that day.
"Hmmm... as far as you're free, that's ok,"
"But I'm not free," he refuted.
"That's your matter then," I said casually.
"Wuuu..!"
"Haha" I chuckles.

But deep inside I thought about it. I decided to ask him about it.

"Is she her?"
"What?"
"The girl you meant,"
"Oh... Who?"
"Her."
"Who?!" He forced me.
"That girl. OMG I don't know how to spell her initial."
"Tell me the clock."
"Uhm... 3 from me."
He smiled, "yes."
I knew it!

"She's nice," He continued, "I like to talk to her. She's smart, she knows how to answer. She's comfort to talk to."

Comfort to talk to? What do you mean with 'Comfort to talk to' , huh?! What about me all this time? What about all our conversations about our thoughts? What about YOU who often ask MY ADVICE??
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HUH?!

But that's all only on my mind.
And he just smiled right there. Thinking about his own mind.

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"Andreeeww.... Huhuhuuu..." I came to Andrew after school.
"What happened?" He confused.
"He just told me that he wanna be with her," I puled on him.
"Wait, what?"
"He told me, that he feel comfort every time he's around her. He told me she's nice to talk to."
Andrew chuckled, "Let him go then, only if you wanna see him happy."
I was gloomy when I heard that.
"Move on. He wanna be with her, not you, so move on. Don't torture your own feeling."
"But I need someone else so I can move on." I defended myself.
He smiled, "I can be that someone."
"Wuuu...!!" I thew him my fist.

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Don't tell me that I could choose Andrew. NO! He has a girlfriend, man. Prettier than me. So don't you ever ask me to choose Andrew. Never!

Him.
I know he's not good for me. But he's my Deja Vu. He's all what I was looking for.
But when you found something that you look for, and don't want to own it. OMG this is the most absurd feeling I ever had!
I don't like this feeling.
C'mon Dita, Andrew is right. I have to move on.
You know he's not good for you, for your study, so MOVE ON!
MOVE ON!

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Sincerely,
-Ismidita (._.)