That feeling when you're in a room with a big ass crowd and you see someone who used to matter to you so much.
It's funny when you see a certain person across the room, the kind of person who's seen all of you, and touched you in and out. The kind that knows your hopes and dreams and everything in between. And after exchanged glances, you act as if neither the two of you have come to exist. As if the heartracing moments that used to bring a smile to your face only gives you this gut feeling at the pit of your stomach. Because no matter how important that person used to be, he's now across the room, away from you. And it only proves that what is happening isn't just a bad dream. Because the physical distance between you and this person only tells the reality that you're both apart.
I take it back, it's not funny at all. It's just sad.