It's has been two months since we've talked and I think you should know why.
I know we said we'd "forget" What happened, but I mean can you really ask that of me?
Somehow information got to you that I liked you. What did you do about it? You chose to tell me you'd never date me or someone like me. Someone like me. What does that even mean?
Nonetheless, I moved on and forgot about it.
I didn't see you for a few weeks and then I got an email. "Will you help me"
I saw it and it hurt and it all made sense.
Someone like me. Someone who had helped you in anyway possible, who payed attention to you. Who believed in you more than you believed in yourself. I went through all the things that I knew about you and our friendship. Then I remembered something you said two years ago.
"You know so much about me and yet, I nothing about you." You smiled when you said this. And I'm pretty sure that was the moment I fell for you. That smile made it seem like you wanted to know me, the me no one else saw.
But, as it turns out it wasnt. It clarified what kind of person I was to you. Invisible.
I was invisible to you because you allowed me to be. When you asked for my help, I knew I couldn't help you because if I did the same thing would've happened. So I missed the next two days.
The fact you had to make up everything on your own time, spent hours redoing everything was sorta the highlight of my summer.
We haven't talked because you never really wanted me for me but for my inability to say no to helping you.
Sincerely,
The invisible slightly heartbroken girl
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