At first, I didn’t know why it bothered me so much. I liked him, he liked her. It’s not like he was spectacular or that I was certain we would spend the rest of our lives together. It wasn’t like that at all. I suppose I just loved the idea of not being alone anymore, not necessarily him. But the fact that the she I’m referring to is my best friend changed things. We would joke about being “forever alone,” and I didn’t mind it because, at least I wasn’t alone in that fact. Now that the only boy I had hoped would change things for me is out of the question and pursuing my best friend, I am truly on my own and lonelier than ever. And that is very, very dangerous for me.
But I am genuinely so thrilled that both of them are happy. I have problems I need to sort out on my own. It’s not their fault. It has already been forgiven and I’m still going to be a loyal best friend. I’m just going to be fighting a long battle for myself while doing it.
Sorry…I just needed to vent and get all that out before I exploded. Don’t mind me.
the worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again