honestly, I do not understand. In the beginning of seventh grade, we were best friends. we talked 24/7, texted, IMed, facebooked each other, and had a million inside jokes. we made each other laugh so hard that we had tears streaming down our faces. we were inseparable. our friends always teased us, asking us why we aren't going out. we laughed at them, but secretly wondered the same thing. and then, you asked me out. we were one of the most popular couples in the grade. we were always together, and i was the happiest girl in the world. i comforted you when you were upset, and i cared about you a lot. i thought you felt the same way for me. but then, we broke up. we both said some bad things about the other, and then we ignored each other. then you told me you liked this pretty, popular girl. and i was hurt. i was hurt that you got over me so easily. you probably didn't truly love me in the first place if you got over me so quickly. then, over the summer, we started texting each other again. we both apologized for what we said about the other. but now, i just don't know anymore. some days, it feels like we're best friends, and that i really mean a lot to you. but then, you go and tell other girls all the things you told me. and then you act like i don't really exist, and it hurts like hell. and i don't know how i can deal with this anymore.
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