I've always thought that teenage drama was stupid and unnecessary. I always used to tell my friends to just get over it. Nobody really falls in love that. You do not need a boyfriend when you're a tween or a teenager. It's just a crush. It doesn't matter if he likes someone else, this kind of stuff isn't important right now. You have plenty of time.
I believed that until, one day, it hit me. It was like a ton of bricks. I love. I am not loved. And I never knew what that would be like, until now. It is so hard, so incredibly hard. I don't even know why, I haven't known him for that long, I'm barely even his friend. And yet, I am stuck in some downward spiral, falling, but falling by myself. It is the loneliest I've ever felt.
I am sorry to all those I ridiculed. Love, crushes, romance, is not at all what it appears like to those who haven't felt it. Suddenly, I feel sorry for my friends and classic heroines and even my own characters that I created and their tales of unrequited love. I thought they were being drama queens. But suddenly, it matters so much more, he matters so much more. And I don't know what to do. What do you do, when there's no hope?
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