I feel so stupid because I knew the minute I had sex with you it ruined any chance I will ever have with you, of having you like me the way I’m pretty sure i like you. I couldn’t stop thinking of you after the night you helped me and whats-her-face in the electronics section. Its been 2 years, and i thought of you even when I was in love with someone else. But now Im single, and you let me kiss you that night, and the next night, and the one after that. You told me such sweet things, I have them saved in my phone. I should have read the bullshit, I’ve been played plenty of times, but you made me feel shiny and new and adored. Then we had sex, screwed, fucked, you scored. It felt so good, but you have her, you tell her you love her. I knew you were taken, I did it anyway, says alot about my character. And you said you wouldn’t be with her much longer, you gave me hope, and now I am hurt, so hurt with myself. And we’ve done it more, and I feel terrible, then you ignore me. I know I’m just a piece of ass, but you seem like such a fit for me. You’re happy, and hilarious, and intelligent and passionate, you are caring and handsome, your eyes giggle its amazing. I can talk to you for hours, and you know all these silly little useless facts. Im even besties with you bestie, and here I am hurt and stupid.
Just another girl, and now even if you did leave her I couldn’t be with you because once a cheater always a cheater. And I talked to another girl that you’ve done the same thing to. But you have me wrapped around your little finger, at your beck and call. I am going to try and save our friendship, keep your fingers crossed. I fell hard for you, I’ll be fine.