I know I said I wanted to feel what heartbreak is like since I seemed to have a problem with hurting others, but damn, it really sucks. It’s so ironic how the day of my heartbreak is the day when we first met. Hahaha.
First it hurt since it seemed like I wasn’t even given a chance to talk to you simply because you didn’t want to talk to me. You were avoiding by making “him” tell me you guys had to leave and were in a rush so I couldn’t even have 5 min to speak with you.
But after a few minutes, you came back and was like “you wanted to talk?” so I thought there was some hope.
Then it really hurt how you were rushing me by telling me “he” was waiting for you because you seemed to know what I had wanted to say already.
The dealbreaker was when you hugged me after saying a few words that pretty much tore me apart even though I thought I was prepared to hear them.
The sad thing is, I can’t stop liking you. Not until I’m for sure that you will never have feelings for me again.
I’ve come too far to back down now. I won’t leave without giving a fight. I’ll hold onto whatever hope there may be.

Do I really have the right to still like you though after what happened to us?