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you were a friend. you consoled me, told me i deserve so much better. told me i shouldn't be jealous of the girl who has such a pretty face. a pretty face that has it all, without any effort. i believed you. i became more confident, i accepted myself a little bit more each day whenever you talk to me. i was getting better.

i fell for you. i hoped and hoped that maybe you would feel the same way. you talk to me everyday, each day i'm getting hopeful and hopeful. until one day, i found out that you fell for a girl. a girl who has a pretty face that has it all, without any effort. the same girl who my past love fell in love with. my confidence was dragged to the dirt, i'm back to my old self again. acceptance of myself was, once again, banished from my mind.

you are still a friend. but you cannot console me anymore.

march 18, 2016

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