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I remember the moment I saw you in my class in 6th grade I knew right then and there I liked you but you didn’t feel the same. You went for the pretty girls and one of those pretty girls was my friend. She didn’t know I liked you since I kept it from her because if I wasn’t the one able to make you happy then at least she could. You use to call me names along with your friends and i’m pretty sure you started it. You knew how I felt about you yet you didn’t care because I wasn’t pretty. You made me cry almost every week about my looks because you’re friends reminded me. You made my middle school experience like hell that’s why I made sure I went to another high school so I wouldn’t have to deal with you again because I knew I’d always go back to you even after all the pain you caused. You’re the reason i’m insecure about myself, you’re the reason I compare myself to other girls, you’re the reason I don’t tell people how I fell. You were my bully yet I loved you through it all and I still do. I get butterflies from you. I think you’re perfect the way you are yet you couldn’t see that in me because i wasn’t pretty like the other girls you even gave me a nickname that reminded me of that the whole school used. I hate you trevor L. yet I still love you.