Why can’t I stop thinking about the only guy who was ever kind to me?

I met at camp and I was a loner and very quiet. no one talked to me… we sat at the same table with other people but I don't know when it started but he started paying attention to me… I told a story and he was the only one that that listened and pulled up a chair front seat.. then he complimented me and said I looked pretty in my Aeropostale shirt, he had a twin sister who sat next to me and talked to me and asked questions, and I never knew our mom’s exchanged numbers to car pool his mom asked my mother

his mother noticed me and I was known for not smiling and she told me to smile

I don’t know what he saw I was so pathetic and unsmart…

he’s the only guy who was ever kind to me and made me feel seen.

Life went on ofc he followed a couple of my cousins but never me and I believe he got my number but never reached out so I never really thought about him.

I ended up moving out of state for college and he moved to the same city. He moved to a different city and I ended up moving there for a job offer.

he's married and has a wife and he seems like a good dad and husband.. I did reach out to congratulate him and he left it on read so I moved on

Why can’t I stop thinking about the only guy who was ever kind to me?
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