Confessions of a Bitter Rose

Letter 6 - So Sick

Dear Y- Agh, I mean Connor,

I'm sick of it. Just sick of it. 

All you talk about these days is Hannah. Hannah this, Hannah that.

You observe every little thing she does that could have indicated she still had feelings for you. You indiscreetly tried to become closer with her again after your small fall-out. 

Based on all your descriptions, she probably still had some feelings for you, but yours for her was much more powerful and most definitely won by a landslide.

Sometimes, I wish you were actually hit by a landslide.

I saw you rant about these miniscule details to your best friend, also a girl, named Lily. Lily was a sweet girl, and I knew you only thought of her as a friend (though you did send much too many compliments her way as well).

Ugh. I need to slap myself again. Jealous much?

Lily was always an optimist, and told you that that was "cute" or "adorable".

If it had been any other boy, I would have said the same.

But it was you, Connor. 

I wanted you to give me some attention, not Hannah, Lily, or even Katie.

Gosh darn it. I did it again.

As I progressed into mid-year 7th grade, I began to open up about my life to you, while I had to ask in order for you to do the same for me. 

I should have been satisfied with having you as my friend. 

But I wasn't. I was a foolish, foolish girl back then.

And now I've learned my lesson. 

I'm sick of it all, Connor.

Sick of your ignorance, sick of your indifference, and just sick of what I never had.

And what I never could have.

Frustrated,

Rose

~~~Eh, probably one of my more crappy chapters, so sorry :(

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