I can't believe it

He didn't choose me.
He chose Cassie. I want to cry.... I already did.
Serioously, he chose that back stabbing little bitch over me. What's that say about me?
I didn't even see him today. I avoided him, stayed late in French so I wouldn't have to deal with him.
I don't understand any of this. I thought.... you see, he told me he liked me.
We kissed, not just once, multiple times.
And I told myself this would happen, that he wouldn't choose me, I knew it from the beginning.
I broke my promise to myself, that I would NEVER cry over a guy again.
The worst part is, I still like him. I would still take him back, I want to fight for him.
He's such a sweetheart. He deserves better. I just wish he knew, that I could tell him.
But I can't I'm too stupid.