Tomorrow I might feel different. I might look at you and fall in love all over again, but right now, for today, I feel good. I am the nicest person you will ever meet. I am freaking smart and a phenomenal singer. I don’t need you to feel loved. You never loved me anyway. I have options and friends that will support me like you never could. We’re still close, but I feel like I’ve turned the page and I don’t need to wish on every shooting star or 11:11 for you to realize everything that you’re missing. Go after the hot exchange student, I don’t care, but when that falls short and you come back to me like you always do, I won’t be there. You have officially been friend-zoned.