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What bothers me is that she never said anything about it. I mean- I understand that she has the self-esteem of a walnut, and that she won't believe me when I tell her how pretty she is. She shrugs me off when I try to talk to her, and it's awkward as hell being near her.

I understand rejection all too well, but she never actually rejected me. But she never said yes either.

When she seats near me, I can't breath. My heart stutters, stuck between beating fast and stopping all at once. I look out the window, paying mind to miniscule things like the way the sun reflects on a puddle of mud.

I gave up trying. She doesn't want me, so I should stop wanting her. I'll stop being concerned, and I'll stop being a complete idiot when I try to talk to her.

Sometimes I think I'll end up alone. It's dissapointing, but not surprising.


I like being alone I guess