You.
It's you. It has been you since the moment we began talking again. You drove me crazy. Saying the things you did, making me feel good about myself, making me think something could happen. I was wrong. All those signals I received were all fake. I mistook them. Did you even mean what you'd say to me? Did you know what you were doing to me? You made me smile. God, not one day went by in which I didn't smile. I truly believed you felt the same. But I guess you can never be right. I knew you liked someone else, I just had that hope that maybe, just maybe your feelings for them would change and you'd focus on me. That you'd like me and feel the same way I did. I always had a doubt that you didn't know what you were doing. But did you know? Did you catch all the hints I'd throw at you? If you did, did you just ignore them? God why did it have to be me. Why were you so sweet to me? Now, goodness now, we barely speak. You take your time to acknowledge that I'm trying to talk to you. When you reply you pretend nothing has happened. Is it because now you know how I feel towards you, felt towards you? Do you even know how much courage it took me to tell you how I felt only to have you say a phrase that broke my heart? How could I be so stupid? A guy like you would never be with a girl like me. I just hope you get what you would have gotten from me, from the person you do end up with.
