I was supposed to be happy for you. I mean you got your first boyfriend. I couldn't be happy. Even you said we'd be "the perfect couple" but you snatched him away before I even had a chance. I pretended for 2 years I hated him. I was there when you two split. And I fell for him and I couldn't stop. A few months ago we stopped being friends. You called me selfish and a whore because I liked him. But I still love him. You tried getting everyone on your side but it back fired. They hate you. Don't worry though he likes someone else. Maybe we could be friends again.
