We where good friends. We did everything
together- go to the fair, eat breakfast together, visit
eachothers houses, watch horror movies, then it
happened.
High school started, and we grew apart. I secretly liked him, I
mean, I always have, and I never really told him how I
feel.
Then, I decided to go & talk to him. He was at his locker,
so I thought I might as well say something. I tapped him on the
shoulder, and said, "Hey, Nick." He turned around,
stared at me blankly, then said, "Do I know you?" I
replied, "We where good friends."
He laughed, then said, "Yeah, right.." and walked
away.
I know.. I JUST KNOW.. that he still remembers me.
MY LIFE SUCKS.
I have a broken heart and no one to heal it.