the story of you

Then Came Him

Yeah yeah, I said I let myself fall, but to be honest, I was still holding onto a rope. I still hadn't processed my feelings for you and registered them under pure confusion, so, knowing how bad this sounds, I put my feelings to the test... not just any test, something that was sure to hurt you, if you felt the same way I did. I talked to another boy.

He was pretty, a daydreamer, and we shared the same taste in music, which was rare. I knew I didn't feel the same butterflies you made me feel, but I convinced myself it was due to it still being early on. Nevertheless, he hinted at liking me back and just like that my first technical relationship began. For the next week it was the honeymoon phase.. come to think of it, the whole relationship felt like the honeymoon phase. The first day we texted I showed my friends during break at school, and they all swooned, congratulating me on getting such a smooth talker. The first time I shared his texts with my friends I looked at you, you seemed fine. I wasn't hurt, I was happy you were happy for me. Later that day specifically during math class I showed you his text and our friend was looking over my shoulder still in disbelief from how cute it was. You got mad, literally out of nowhere, and I'll never forget it. You asked us not to bother you in a way, and Jesus was I pissed at that. I now realize you might've felt a hint of jealousy, as self absorbed as that sounds. You were always hard to read, some sort of puzzle. later that night you texted me a photo of someone you liked and I encouraged you to pursue them.

The story of the boy was long, but it didn't stop our spark. I believe I was only excited because he was a popular and liked me back, maybe I got carried away. He was all I spoke about for the next two months, so I realize how obnoxious this must've been for you in general. I had the feeling you disliked me speaking about him which is why I kept a lot of things from you, to the point that you didn't know you were accompanying me and my friends on an outing for me to go see him. This might sound bad, but I still continued to persue you, even when I was talking to another boy. Slowly, it seemed like me and him being in a relationship didn't bother nor stop you from playing your cards just right. I wouldn't say you had me on lock, but you definitely drew me in a little harder.