My Feelings

I don't care how people feel about this writing. All I know is that I've got to get this out. I finally get the courage to tell her how I feel, but it didn't go the way I wanted it to. It hurts. I did the one thing I thought I would never do again. I got my hopes to high. I knew I never had a chance, but I didn't believe it until it actually happened. Now I feel like I will always be just the fat kid in the corner of the room that no one knows that much about. I'm one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet, but I think all that people get is that I'm fat. I don't even think it's the fact that she doesn't see me that way. I think it's just the thought that she may end up with a guy that hurts her just like all the others have. Sometimes I wonder if I just care to much. I just don't want her to hurt anymore. If that means that she will be happy with another guy then no matter how much it hurts and no matter how many tears I cry, I will have a smile on my face. Because isn't that what a guy wants for a girl he cares so much about? Her happiness?