I told her how I felt, after all these years. I knew things were going to change, but not to this extent. She said, “Oh, but we’re such great friends.”
But are we…are we really?
I can’t explain what happened and I just don’t know. We were hanging out: me, her and a few friends. The whole day, she just talks to everyone, except me. Now, I’m no attention whore but apart from the few quick glances and a question or two about the time, I was just ignored. Now, I don’t know if it was because I just told her I liked her or if it was something else, but I was just that awkward bystander that happened to be invited along for the ride. A week or so ago, I mentioned that this person, the one that I liked loved was just one of the most frustrating people I’ve ever met. I was sure as hell right.