You know how I texted you and told you I liked you with the intention of getting it off my chest so I could move on?
Well that didn’t fucking work.
I think about you daily. You wanna know why? I don’t like you. I love you. I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember.
I want to get over you with every fiber of my being though, but I can’t. I would love to able to love other guys back or feel for them, but you’ve ruined that for me. I can think about is how they’re not you.
I’m honestly angry with you. I’ve loved you for so long, and I wish you just broke my fucking heart when I texted you that. I wish you said that you would never see me as more than a friend. That you barely tolerate me. But no. You said, “I wish you would have told me sooner”
What the actual fuck does that shit even mean?! You should have just told me that truth! I just need some honesty. That’s all I ask.