Jill and I
So here is this girl called Jill who I was in love with. I gave her my attention but eventhoug I tried I was being a bore to her. One day she left the restaurant without saying anything to anybody. She left. I saw her once. She barely said hi to me or something. Now I miss her. That was in 2002 and I am still involved in her image. I know I should forget her and move on. But sometimes it seems kind of impossible to me.
I'm sure there will be another girl better than Jill. She didn't see the kind of person you really were and that's her loss. Don't feel too bad.