i know i messed it up but i still think about her she was one of the only people i felt comfortable with and i could joke with her about anything and listen to her ramble for hours and i genuinely loved her but i was too scared to say anything bc what if she didnt like me back or thought it was weird bc im a girl and what if i ruined the friendship which is funny bc i ruined it anyway i would read the books she liked and play the games she talked about just so i could talk to her more and i hated seeing her care about someone else bc i wanted that to be me so instead of being normal i stopped talking to her to see if she would chase me and she did ask once but somehow that wasnt enough so i kept waiting until everything died and for months i told myself i moved on until i saw her again after months and bruh she looked so pretty and suddenly it all came back and i realized i wasnt over her i was just good at not seeing her and now i miss her and wish i held her hand once