Ok, let me summarize this. It's LONG.
I've had a tiny crush on this guy (Mike) since last August, and back then he was dating another girl. So I didn't think too much about it, I wasn't getting involved with a taken person. Then later on in the year, that same girl was with another guy, but I was oddly confused because Mike was still hanging out with her and stuff. I was mildly interested in why they didn't kiss in the hallways anymore, but I wasn't too concered with that for the time being.
Then Mike starts talking to me, and we get this pretty good friendship going. I can see why the girl likes him - he's cute and funny and smart. Well, someone told him that I liked him and...he asked me out. Well, my parents don't let me go on dates. I had to turn him down, but we made plans for my parents to talk to him after school one day. (I pass out to this day thinking about it. x_x) So long story short, we had this secret relationship at school so my parents wouldn't spaz. And the eerie thing? We were sharing some candy at lunch on the day my parents would come, and my wrapper (they all had little messages on it) said, 'You learn something new about everyone you meet'. Didn't think much of it, but read on and you'll find the eerie thing.
On the way home (with me still twitching with nervousness) it started to rain like crazy, even though it'd been a lovely sunny day. Yeah, eerie thing number two. And then when we got home, after dinner, my parents sat me down and talked to me about all the things they sensed wrong with him, none that are really important to me as it was to them, but whatever.
I went to my room, remembered I'd left my phone on, flipped it open, and I had a message. 'Me and my ex are dead.' Weird. I press him for details. To make another very, very long story short, he and his ex were in it deep with said ex's mother, and all of a sudden Mike said he loved her very much (insert irritated sarcasm here) and said he was breaking up with me. Yes, over text, blah, blah. It wasn't the breakup that shook me, it was the fact that I'd been screwed over.
He could have told me he'd rather be with her, but NO, he waited until I trusted him. Well, thanks, Mike. We can still be friends, but now I can't trust ANYONE.
And let's see, this is what I put on my blog yesterday:
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My mind is working against me like CRAZY. I cannot get you out of my head, no matter how hard I try. Especially after the way you looked at me that day, out at the tree. Never did tell you this, but did you know you have lovely irises? Enough of that. Yes, I'm PERFECTLY aware that you don't feel that way for me anymore, but GOSH. Tell that to my stupid BRAIN! Yes, I'm a complete dorkwad and this whole feelings thing has been haunting me ALL SUMMER. Either I throw myself into the nearest septic tank or I find a new person to moon incessantly over. But here is a message for my brain: Those who are about to die, SALUTE YOU! |
Can you see that between the weirdness I'm being driven MAD? Why can't I forget him? I know he still loves her, even though by now she's not as interested in him now, but gosh. I shouldn't be, but I'm still in love with HIM. Or am I? Can you clear this up for me, anyone? D=