So
I
had
a
best
friend.
I
met
him
in
the
3rd
grade.
In
6th
grade,
he
was
in
my
class
&
I
had
a
crush
on
him.
In
the
beginning
of
7th
grade,
he
wasn't
in
my
class
again
and
I
still
liked
him,
so
I
asked
him
out.
He
said
no.
But
he
told
me
that
it
wasn't
because
he
didn't
like
me,
but
because
there
was
too
much
drama
at
the
time.
(He
had
dated
my
friend
and
they
had
a
bad
breakup,
even
though
it
was
like
4
weeks
before
I'd
asked
him).
So
i
was
sad,
but
only
for
a
little
while.
Then,
he
stopped
talking
to
me.
The
ONLY
person
in
my
entire
life
that
I
confided
in
stopped
talking
to
me.
I
was
angry.
So
very
angry.
Finally,
he
ended
up
in
my
class
in
8th
grade,
this
year.
We
were
forced
to
sit
in
Math
together,
so
we
kind
of
had
to
talk.
Now.
Yesterday,
I
got
fed
up.
I
told
him
that
we
couldn't
keep
avoiding
the
subject
of
what
happened
the
year
before.
I
needed
closure.
SO
we
talked.
I
asked
him
why
he
stopped
talking
to
me.
he
said,
"I
wanted
you
to
get
over
me."
I
snapped
and
told
him
that
losing
my
best
friend
wasn't
going
to
help
me
get
over
him.
He
shrugged.
I
told
him
that
he
left
me
as
soon
as
I
needed
him.
When
I
completely
shattered,
the
only
person
that
couold
possibly
understand
was
gone.
He
shrugged.
He
said,
"There's
something
else
you
want
to
say.
I
know
it."
So
i
did.
"When
I
asked
you
out,
you
said
that
it
wasn't
because
you
didn't
like
me,
but
because
there
was
too
much
drama.
Was
that
true?"
He
shook
his
head.
And
you
know,
the
worst
part
about
it
is,
is
that
I
fell
for
him
again.
Yup.
I
did,
and
hearing
that
completely
broke
my
heart.
