You used to make me happy. I mean, you still do but now you make me sad sometimes too. You were the first person to make me feel something instead of being numb all the time. You’re funny, cute, honest, and a gentleman. I thought for awhile you liked me too. But now I am realizing that I may have mistaken your motives and you were just being nice. I like that tell you tell me everything. But it makes me jealous. :/ I know you still love her, I can tell by the way you say her name and look at her. Now that you guys are closer I know my chances are gone.. I guess I just want you to be happy in the end even if I’m not. Believe it or not you gave me the will to get up the morning and wish I wasn’t dead.. but now I don’t know where I stand.