I took a chance with an older guy.
It wasn't supposed to happen that way. We were just friends, but I couldn't resist. I spent the next month sneaking behind my mom's back to see him. And I felt myself falling in what I think is love. I would've given up anything for that boy, but come close to my birthday, he never called. I told him I was going away and when I came back, he broke up with me for his ex. The thing is, I knew he still loved her. I just thought I was more than;
second best this time.