I think I'm over you. Two months ago, I confessed how I felt about you. You kept asking me why I had feelings for you and I told you why. A week after that, you told me nothing is going to change. That you'll still be the same guy you were towards me. That you're still going to be the same flirty way that you are towards me. I knew that what you say isn't always true. So I doubt it. Guess what? I was right. You started distancing yourself from me. I guess I was right not to tell you. But things happen, so I guess it's okay. I thought I was special to you. Like you are to me. Turns out I wasn't. Everything you told me, you told a lot of people, so I wasn't the only one who knew. Guess you have side hoes, right? Ha. Should've known you were just like the other 'popular' guys. Now, realizing that I'm just one of your "side hoes", I don't understand why I liked you. You blinded me with everything, or I blinded myself of everything because I liked you. So goodbye, I guess? Goodbye to the feelings I had for you because it wasn't worth it. I felt like I was just being a bug to you.
Your dearest friend,
Cath.
Your dearest friend,
Cath.