You spend a week wondering why they’re not texting you. At first you think “people get busy, I’ll get a text soon.” But if they really liked you nothing would stop a “just saying hi” from coming in.
2 weeks, then 3. A month passes.
The realization hits you after anxiously combing over every conversation; they lied. They’re scared. They placed you in a bubble before one could even swell into being. Haunted by their own past they did what they sought out not to do. And you, just another victim in its never-ending cycle filled with haunted souls seeking retribution.