How it all went down

I met her.

She was lovely.

She dated a few guys.

I was her friend.

Then she was single.

We started to talk.

We even went on a few dates.

It was going great.

Until she saw him again.

They talked.

They reconnected.

The kissed.

I didn't know.

A day later they decided to tell me.

I was hurt.

It's a hurt that you can't cry over.

Which is a scary sort of hurt.

I really liked her.

She thought I only kind of liked her.

I didn't show it enough.

I moved too slow.

I should've held her closer.

(The he is also one of my best friends.)

People sent me people of them.

Taunting me.

Dumb freshmen.

Made me cry.

So much happened.

I missed out.

I let her go.

I don't think I love her now.

But I know I want to have the chance to.

I hope she's happy.

I hope I start to get happier.

I hope she will be mine one day.

I hope whoever's reading this cares.

I hope more people text me about it.

I hope I don't cry next time I see her.