i knew i couldn’t have anything with you, i knew that. but i still feel for you, and i feel hard. harder than i ever could of imagined. and then you go and find another girl. that you say is “basically your gf” but then say you like me a shit ton, not to me but to my sister. i don’t understand you. but i just want you to be happy. She’s super pretty, long hair, blue eyes, skinny. Everything I’m not.
i guess i wanted you more.