“Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.”
― Alfred Tennyson, In Memoriam
The Online Crush
The Story: 5 months after 'The First Kiss', I met him.
Unconventional as it sounds, we met through facebook. (before you start judging, it was through a mutual friend, who introduced us beforehand)
A tall young man with an adorable sense of humor, we talked all night and texted all day.
He sang to me, and made me laugh.
I thought I'd never meet someone I could trust again.
I mean, I didn't want to get my hopes up.
We didn't see each other much, because we went to different schools.
Although, video calls and all night talks compensated for that.
He always knew what to say.
He was silly and immature, yet adorable and charming at the same time.
As much as I restricted myself from getting my hopes up, it didn't work, so when the fling was over, my hopes crashed and burned. Big time.
Why It Didn't Work Out: It's weird but I think likes a friend of mine. Whenever we were together, he would ask about that friend of mine. I was pissed and insulted both at the same time. My self-esteem came from 2% to 0.1% just like that. He made me feel like I wasn't good enough. Like he was the better person. I was discouraged and depressed. To make matters worse, he stopped talking to me altogether.
The Letter:
Hi,
Good day, friend.
You made it really clear that we were no more than that, didn't you?
So what was that flirting all about?
Didn't you have anything better to do?
Was it no more than just a charity, because you thought I'd be lucky enough that someone like you would settle for someone like me.
I know I'm not pretty and thin, like the other girls.
You didn't have to tell me that.
I wasn't really surprised when you left, I mean I knew sooner or later you would.
I just thought you would explain before you threw me out.
I deserved that much.
We weren't really together for that long, but you sir are an asshole.
You knew I was vulnerable, and so you made your move.
You wanted a real relationship? No.
What you wanted was someone to show off to your friends.
You wanted someone who will shower you with compliments when you are having a bad day.
You never wanted me.
You wanted a gullible girl, who you could fool long enough so your friends would think you're cool.
You wanted a girl to show your brothers, so that they'd be impressed.
And so, I wish you all the best.
I wish you would have better days than I did.
I know beneath that tough exterior, you're a pretty nice guy.
It wouldn't hurt to open up once in a while.
People would think you're more approachable that way.
Again, I wish you all the best and I apologize profusely for calling you an a-hole.
From,
Me
PS: Jokes aside, if you want to meet that friend of mine, text me.
I'll send you her number.
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