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It feels weird. It feels really weird.
My heart is racing, my palms are sweaty and I can't form a single clear thought.
I wish this was a result of the excitement I might feel, about to meet my date but instead it's a sign of pure panic.
It feels like I'm doing something wrong, Iike I am cheating on...you know who.
what a stupid brain!
That's exactly the reason I came here in the first place. I have to finally get over her. It's ridiculous how I'm crying after someone I've only dated for a few months. She has left and yet she is controlling me.
"Would you like another one?" the bartender asks.
I shake my head and he takes the empty glass.
I'm already feeling a bit light headed and wobbly because of the anxiety, more alcohol really wouldn't be helpful right now.
"Waiting on someone?"
I nod but don't say anything because I'm really not in the mood for a conversation. But he doesn't care.
