There she is, same profile picture, same information, no relationship status, just like when we first met. Try not to look through the posts on her wall. Oh, she has something going on with her laptop, maybe you could help, wait, she said she couldn't see you at the moment, well, nevermind!
Move the cursor to the "friend" button. Should I unfriend her? No, it would be too immature. Unsubscribe to her newsfeed update would do the trick while making yourself not to look like an over-reacted emo (and no, I'm not an over-reacted emo, I'm just sensitive sometimes). Uncheck on it. Mission accomplished.
Delete all the texts received from, and sent to, her, while attempting not to open any in which you told her how you could still feel her soft lips on yours and she called you a beautiful man. Consoling yourself it's like cleaning out your closet. They were your favorite clothes, you once loved them, but now they're old and unfashionable.
Now to the weirdest part, clearing her memories from the dating site, where we knew the existence of the other. But before doing that, shouldn't we remember how it happened between us, to believe we had a brilliant time(that's what she said) and it was good whilst it lasted.
Revisit her profile. Still 5ft 7, curvy, and love to look after people with the same old interests. Opened the inbox. Heart skips a beat when seeing the first message you received from her. Remember how surprised you were when you found out she's from where your ex is, and decided to go on a blind date with a stranger without knowing neither her face nor her phone number. Check on all of the messages between us, it's surely like cleaning out your closet, but this time, it's your shoes cabinet.
Vaguely remember the first everything. Remember how great you felt after the first date with her, your first roadtrip, your first night together. Remember how happy your were when she rested her head on your shoulder while watching Jeremy Renner hitting and shooting people in the cinema. Remember when you held her hand walking on the street at 1am, both half wasted. Remember the first dinner she cooked for you. Remember how she broke all your rules of not kissing people on the first date and sleeping with them on the second one.
Trying to find an explanation why she ended up with you out of nowhere for no reasons.
It's ok to let your heart breaks a bit. You're made of flesh. And telling yourself it's karma. Life is fair. You hurt people, people hurt you.
The notification button on your dating profile changes color.
Take a deep breath and click on it.
You've got new message!
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