I can't quite remember the exact time this took place. I was in 7th or 8th grade.
There was this boy. Not just any boy. A boy i loved, the boy i still love till this day. We knew each other since 3rd grade. Why did I catfish him? Because i needed him.
It all started in a cab on the way out to dinner with my family. My phone goes off letting me know I have a fb notification. Checking it i see a message on my timeline saying 'happy birthday'. It wasn't actually my birthday I just lied to fb. But it still warmed my heart he was the first to text.
Fast forward when i got home i was drunk with happiness so i text him.
'I have something to tell you.'
'what?'
'Promise you wont tell.'
'I promise.'
'Swear you wont tell.'
'I swear on my grandma grave.'
'I love you.'
Eventually we talked and he was like it's cool and we can still be friends. But I wasn't cool. I wanted him. And that's exactly what i was going to get.
