&& you want to know what kills me the most?
At one point we [ both ] liked each other.
:: His friends and my friends knew it ::
We both *knew* it.
[ ( So he made his move. ) ]
And I didn't >>believe << what he told me.
I ruined it.
-x- Now I every single day I see my first true love, my former best friend, with her -x-
---> It's not that pain I get when I see him look at her the way he used to look at me, that kills me. <---
Nor the fact that I can't even look him in the eyes in the school hallways, without breaking down and crying
Or how the girl that he's dating tells me she doesn't even really like him.
|| That he's being used. ||
It's that not only did I lose my first love..
{ honostly I could maybe manage that }
It's that I lost my
Best. Guy. Friend.
venting.
Worked really hard on this.
Favor if you wish.