I can’t believe you’re still with her. It’s been a little over a year and I know I shouldn’t care, but some part of me still does. Guess I should get best friends that aren’t as pretty. I really wanna pick up my phone sometimes and just text you telling you I love you. But i don’t know if i really loved you. I don’t know if I’ve really ever loved anyone in that sense.
But I can say this much. I miss you. I’d give almost anything to be with you. “We were just friends having fun.” I get it. But she comes along and suddenly you’re all ready to do the relationship thing. I was over it. I swear I really was. I wish meant half as much to you as you mean to me. Is she prettier? funnier? What makes her so much better than me? What doesn’t “click?” If I could redo those few months even if it would be the same outcome I would.
I feel sorry. But what do I feel sorry for? I didn’t do anything wrong. You’re cute, and funny, and sweet, and I’ve never been as happy to be in someones arms as I was when we were together. But that’s another thing. We weren’t official, so my feelings aren’t important. It was a while ago so I should be over it. Well I’m glad you, her, and everyone else knows how I should feel more than I do. I fell for you and I guess that was kind of silly right?