I hate myself for this but I think I’m regretting that I rejected you. Or maybe I’m mourning for our friendship. You made me laugh, you comforted me when I was at my lowest, and you always listened to me. Then you confessed that you liked me and I didn’t think I felt the same way. So I rejected you and our friendship disappeared with it. I wonder if you actually wanted to be my friend or were you just like that because you were waiting for more. Hmm. Now that I think about it, maybe you actually didn’t like me. Maybe you wanted to be in a relationship so bad and I also just happened to be there lol.

It also didn’t help that when we were talking I found out that you confessed to my friend.