I found out you had a crush on me. I thought you were cute too. I talked to you, you liked me, I liked you. I try to take the next step, and you freak out. We both like each other, how come we can’t just let it take course? Why can’t we date? Why can’t I see you every day? Why can’t I kiss you, or hold your hand anymore…
You took something that was really simple, and made it into something more complicated than it needed to be. You lead me on, which just made me angry. You wasted my time, which also made me angry. I’m sorry it ended this way, but we could’ve had the world. I thought this could’ve lasted.
After, you have the nerve to tell me you’d be upset if I was with someone else. You had your chance, and you still do. But I don’t think you’ll ever accept that, and I regret the whole thing.