YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER ME ANYMORE. It’s been over fifteen months that i’ve been with him. I should hate you, but i don’t. I’m trying to be mature, especially since we have the same friends. When i heard what happened i wanted to cry and run to you and make it okay, not because i have feelings for you anymore, but because i’m nice. I haven’t seen you for months, and i still need to make you a birthday present. You see this? What i’m doing here? This is called being friendly. I can’t say this to your face cause you would take it wrong, and cause problems in both of our relationships. I guess what i’m trying to say is that a part of me will always love you. you were my first kiss, my first love. I love you. But not how i did, you ruined that. A part of me will always love you, but you can’t control me anymore. Fucking bitch.