i fucking hate you for how much you hurt me. You didn’t bother to fight for me when it was ending and you honestly don’t deserve me.

I don't know why I still think of you when I know I meant absolutely nothing to you. I was meaningless in your big life. Looking back at the time we had together, it made me feel special, I finally thought someone liked me the same way I liked them. But life couldn't of been that perfect, right? Of course not, the girl we complained about is the one you left me for. We used to come together by the fact of how rude she was to me, you knew everything but yet I was still a second choice. Like always. I will never be someone's first choice, I don't get it. I'd like to think i'm nice, funny, somewhat pretty. But if I were those things, how come life is so cruel. Maybe it's my fault, did I push you away that summer? Did I not confess my feelings enough? Nevermind that, the past is the past, it just hurts knowing that everyday you will be in the back of my mind while I know that you will never think of me again. It hit one year a few months ago and I still can't get you out of my head. Why.. what was so important about you that my mind, heart, and body still hold on to? Was it just the fact that you treated me better than I've ever experienced before? It doesn't matter now, I know. You haven't thought about me since that one day we made eye contact in the hallway and that's fine. You don't think about the times we had together, you don't think about the moments that have kept me up at night, and you don't need to. You don't owe me an explanation. Whatever peace out, I'm gonna find someone better, it's just hard to get you out of my head when there is no one else to distract me with.

I wouldn’t say I loved you but I wished for so long you would text me again even though I never replied, I chose grey because it reminded me of the star wars thing you built on twitch that one time. I really hoped we could’ve become closer but after my surgery everything changed and it’s like there was something stopping us from talking. Maybe you didn’t like me that much or maybe it was because of the fact I didn’t trust you had good intentions with me. I let too much get into my head and I deeply regret not replying but now it seems I can’t. I am v sorry

Hey buddy my bad not my best move at handling the situation but hope your good I just cant

I hope you’ll find me someone who will make you happy, like you made me.