you were the first one. i thought about you everyday. when i was sick, when i was sad, when i was happy. it was weird. i was filled with this joy because of you. and i thought, at first, you might've liked me back. during competitions, we would stay together the whole time and talk. when i lost, i was about to break down, but you stopped me. you helped me. i told you how i felt, and you told me that you felt the same. and then came the worst part; you ghosted me forever. i honestly wish i never told you. even though you liked me back. i thought we would talk more, but i guess you thought differently.
