Definitely a horrible love story:/.

Love is not my specialty.

So to start of. I didn't really start with you. I had met this one boy in your class. Turned out we became really good friends and was super nice. Weird considering he was a grade higher. Anyways, we had kinda known each other for a while. Well our parents, but every since we had a good talk at a party, we started becoming best friends. He helped me into 6th grade, but we hardly talked at school. Until my 7th grade year rolled around and we had classes together. He introduced me into his group of friends. You were one of them. This is were I met you. Well I had known you since I've seen you around through out the years, but never had talked to you. I had met you along with so many other good people. I never had any love interest in you at the start. But overtime we started talking and hanging out in our only class cause we had the same elective. And then I started catching feelings for you. I liked you. But I never showed it to you. I never game you clues or such. At least I will try. But you probably already knew. Then one day you surprised me by giving me a hug. Well I noticed you will only give your good friends hugs so I was just happy I was one of your good friends. So time passes and I figured you didn't like me. Well I wouldn't judge you. Plus you had previously dated 2 guys from my grade. I figured you wouldn't want to date 3. So yea... And then one day you sat next to me on the bus. It was half way through the year and you finally sat next to me. I don't know why. But I really didn't care. We had taken our little and only first video. And I don't know what the hell was going through my head, but I had put my head slightly on your shoulder. You probably didn't notice it but the video sure did. A few days pass and one of my friends ask me if you and I were dating. I trusted this kid a lot. Funny thing was, it was your ex. But I had told him, I wished. He was surprised cause from the video, it seemed to him like we were dating. You know how much people can get wrong from a simple video or photo? Anyways, he now knew I liked you. And then we talked a little and he said something about the video was sent as a streak. And then I was like, welp. Everyone is gonna know now. But I truly didn't care. Then our trip to Washington D.C. You, I and our fellow "rich" friends head off. At first I was excited for the trip, but then while on the bus rides around the state, I was only really excited to spend these few days with you. I would follow you around sometimes and talk. But I tried to keep my distance from you so I don't make it obvious. But I pretty sure I failed in doing that cause that one kid from the other school had asked us if we were dating. I had said no, wishing I could've said yes. When we got back, we were a bit closer as friends. As the year was drawing to an end, I was confused on whether saying something about my feelings to you. Then came the quince of one of our friends. You, I and other good friends joined. I was happy to spend time with you there. Sadly you had to leave early. I still had an amazing time that night with everyone else, but I wished you were there. So as the school year drew to an end, there was one final dance. There had been 2 previous dances, but never had a dance with you. I wasn't planning on dancing with you cause I had all these thoughts in my head. But as the final slow dance song began, a good friend of ours had pulled me out of my chair and threw me to you. I just grabbed you as you put your arms on my neck. And we began slowly dancing. I stumbled. A lot. I had never danced with anyone. And then we talked. And as the song came to an end, I didn't just wanna leave you disappointed, so I had given you a small twirl at the end of the song. Nothing much. I still remember that day. Of how I wish we can relive it. But the final school dance meant the ending of the school year. On the last day of school, as y'all left of the Six flags, I had given 2 of y'all a special poem. I had told you to open later. And so you did. And then I had received a message from you saying how much you like it and how it was the nicest thing any guy had ever written to you. I didn't put my whole heart into it. I had just said how I was going to miss you. But I had said I loved you. Just once though. I knew when I was writing it, it wasn't going to give the complete message I wanted to send. But I still gave it. Anyways that summer, we had final hung out for the first time ever. Not just us 2 alone though. Well I tried to make it like that, but we invited other friends. But it was still a good time. We had pretty much been talking a lot that summer. And then I had told you I was heading off to Mexico. And you were sad. I was surprised again. I wasn't sure if you were being honest, but the last day before I left, you sent me many hearts, and goodbyes, and I love you. As if we were dating. Which we obviously weren't. But I had left. Then found WiFi over in Mexico and talked to you. Then came back to Cali and we kept talking. But as you entered high school, we started falling apart. And we didn't talk much. We still did. But not like we used to before. Months pass by, only for us to just have small conversations. I started to lose my love for you. Ive tried a couple times asking if you wanted to hang out, but I'm pretty sure you were trying to ignore the invites. So I just gave up. I told myself how I'll never be yours. We aren't meant for each other. We are totally different people. As I was trying to get you out of my head, my good friend that I trusted, you also trusted. I'm not %100 sure of this is true or not, but he told me how you talked to him. And told him that you liked me a while back. I thought about what he said that night and just... I don't know how to explain it, but I guess I had a mix of emotions. I kinda laughed it. Then felt confused. Then wondered when. Then finally had a few small tears and went to sleep. Then for the next few months, you'll still be in my head. I'll write small poems about you. Trying to get you out. But I'm not completely sure if I still love you or not. You've changed over the past 2 years since Ive met you. Now as I enter high school, will it change. Maybe not, since I'm going to some other school. I don't have much interest in you. I'm not sure how you think of me. That leaves me with one simple question. Did you ever love me? Cause I loved you... Destinny.