We could have told the cutest story.
How my mom thought you were all wrong for me, how you were the boy all the girls died for, and I was the nice little smart girl who was overlooked everyday; but we became best friends and fell in love with each other. We disagreed on everything but we always agreed in those little glances here and there and the smiles. I know this is cheesy, but I always thought we would be like Jim and Pam. How it took a few years for them to finally end up together because different people kept coming in their lives trying to rip them apart. Like we knew we were meant for each other but sometimes we convinced ourselves it wasn't worth it and we went for other people, but deep down we both knew where we belong.
I always thought that with patience, everything would fall into place. I've been waiting for three years for you, for anything to happen, for you to realize all this. You call me when you need someone to talk to, and it's only me. You tell me things you don't tell anyone else. But I guess even with that I'm not special enough. I'll never be pretty enough for you, I was and am wrong to think that. I'm crazy to think that you could ever fall for me.
So then we started drifting, you're like famous now. You're going places, and it's with her. I always knew you had it in you, just so you know. You always were talented and ambitious, I knew you would end up separate from the rest of us. I see you becoming close with her, closer than you were to me even. It hurts me. A lot. But of course, like the other time you liked other girls, I had to suck it in and smile and pretend nothings wrong, which I've been doing for three years. I don't know, maybe it's time for me to finally move on and find someone who's sure of what they want. Whoever said best friends always fall in love and have a happily ever after was wrong.
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sorry, just needed to get some things off my chest. If you read this...I love you and I know I'm probably not the only one in this kind of situation haha. I love you guys. (: