I liked you. I really did. But then I realized I just didn’t like you anymore. When I told you I liked you, a few days later you told me you liked me too. We couldn’t date, I didn’t understand why, but I went along with it. But then when I noticed I didn’t like you anymore, I also realized you played me. I may not like you anymore, but it is not okay to play with me. You were one of my best friends and you played with my heart. That’s not okay. You didn’t like me, you liked the fact that I liked you. You liked her. I don’t give a damn if she was your first crush. You can like more than one person at one time. And I guess that’s what I was thinking. But I guess I figured out that you never liked me anyway. And you admitted to it. I can’t go back. You aren’t the person I thought you were, you aren’t my best friend.