I was unhappy before.
I was unhappy because I thought it was a one way street.
I thought I cared and adored him alone.
I thought he didn't think of me like that.
So I was unhappy.
I filled in the blank spaces of unknownness with other's opinions.
So I cared what -this boy and that boy, this girl and that girl, this teacher and that teacher, this sibling and that sibling, etc- thought about me.
But now I'm sure.
He told me.
He confessed.
He let me know how he felt.
He assured me.
So now I'm happy.
Now I don't care what other's think because I know his opinion and that's all I care about.
Now the unknownness is fulfilled.
This time, by the right person, by him.
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