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So there a girl who met this guy.
Girl and guy become friends and girl thinks guy likes her.
Guy doesn’t ask girl out, girl is happy.
Next year guy and girl have the same gym class and guy and girl are still friends. Does the guy still like the girl?
Suddenly guy stares hugging and flirting with girls and ignores girl.
Girl is hurt and confessed. The guy doesn’t do that.
Girl suddenly realized that she loves the guy.

I’m the girl and James is the guy.
I don’t know when I started to fall for James. I just suddenly knew.
This whole love thing sucks.
Every time I see him with another girl I want to cry my eyes out.
I never cry over anything.
I’m a strong feminist, but now my walls are breaking.
I’ve been trying desperately to get his attention back but he brushes me off.
I don’t get!
We were in gym class again and I see James talking to a friend of mine.
He holds her in his arms as they talk and I can hear my heart breaking.
I don’t understand!
What’s wrong with me?
I look away from them and walk over to my other friends.
I glace at James, who now moved on to another girl.
Why doesn’t he hug me?
Do I smell?
I do I quick check and I smell fine.
What’s up with him.
He’s always my first hello and last good bye. Now he’s my never hello and always good bye.
Gym class was over and I hurried to the locker room to get dressed and meet James by the gym doors.
“Hey James, can I talk to you about something, over here?” I asked.
“Sure,” he said smiling.
He followed me over to a silent corner.
I bit my lips and sighed. “What’s up? You’ve been avoiding me,”
“No I haven’t,” he chuckled.
“Yes you have, you don’t say hi to me anymore and you don’t talk to me,”
“Sorry, Lynn,” he said shrugging.
“I thought, you…well, liked me,”
He looked at me shocked and sighed. “I didn’t … I never …um…Lynn, I don’t like you like that,”
I can feel the tears now.
“Oh, okay, that’s cool. It’s better this way, our friendship won’t, you know, end,”
“Yeah,” he said as the bell rang. “Bye,”
“Later,” I called.
Once James was gone, the tears came down my cheek.
I chuckled to myself. I’m an idiot.
I walked to class and whipped away my tears, that shouldn’t have fallen.
What’s done is done and no one won.
So now the tears fall one by one, as my heart breaks into little pieces.