Rejected - It Hurts
by Spencer
When I was little, like elementary school, I felt like I was in love and I know that probably sounded stupid because I was young but I couldn't stop thinking about the boy I liked. I kept a diary and wrote about him every night. When our class would go outside to play, I would always find a way to play with him. I would always find some way to get closer to him. When 6th grade started, I still liked him, but nothing happened. Eventually, I met other guys, but I still felt the same way about this guy. One summer night, I was hanging out with my cousin, talking about this guy and he told me that this guy liked me a lot. I couldn't believe it, so the next day I went up and talked to him about it. He denied everything. I cried and cried and cried. It was awful. Then I started to like him again in 8th grade and I wrote him a note saying "I like you, do you like me?" kinda notes. He just balled it up and threw it into the trash can. Again, I cried and cried. Eventually, I got over him completely. It was hard though. I still don't know how I did it, but I didn't do it completely. Every time I see him in the hallway, I hope he will say something to me or smile at me, but nothing comes of it. I eventually fell in love with another guy and still to this day, I still love the same guy. On December 19th 2008, I told him that I liked him and he just said "Well, I don't like you like that, I mean, don't get me wrong you're an amazing girl, but I would rather have you as a friend right now." The worst part about this whole thing was that I found out that my best friend liked him too. But that whole thing blew over. I still haven't been able to get over him, but I'm starting to see the end of the tunnel. There's a little point of light shining through. Click here to read or post comments. |