"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I will always remember the day I met you, the very first time I saw you. Classes had already begun and everyone was already settled dow when you came in. You were tall and handsome and something about that eyes and that smile made me fall for you. We didn’t start talking until the second bimonthly, my friends had talked to you and tried to make me talk to you too, but I was to shy to do so. When we sat next to each other, you were the one who started talking. I thought these talks wouldn’t last long, but hoped they wouldn’t and they didn’t. We talked 24/7 in the school and never outside, I was the one who started that.
The day I knew you liked me back was a very happy day, Fernanda (who was my best friend at the time) and me had been “fighting” over your heart and apparently I had won (Which written this way doesn’t sound nice) because he was asked if he would rather date me than her and he said he would rather date me.
One day, you asked me out on a “date”, it was only going to be the two of us but I made the terrible mistake of telling Fer and she, full of jealousy, went and asked you why you hadn’t invited her too and to this you answered that it was going to be a hang out with friends. Thinking about that, you may have been embarrassed about liking me. I couldn’t go to that hang out, no one could drive me there and you just let it go and went with Fer and your friends.
We continued talking at school but never hung out. The third or fourth period I sat behind you and you asked the guy who sat next to me to change you seats so that you could be next to me. It was nice and kind of romantic, one day I heard a guy tell him “here comes your girlfriend”. I didnt really know how to tell about that.
As weeks went through I backed of from the opportunity of having a relationship with you and as I did that, I think you started acually falling for me but it was to late. I backed of and nothing happened and that’s when you went for her, Fer.
I admit I was jealous about your relationship, but that didn’t las for long because you only lasted 13 or so hours. My feeling for you started to come out again but I didn’t want them to do a repressed them.
On Christmas, I started an online conversation with you, I was very tired and didn’t really know what I was writing. Looking back at them, I was flirting with you, and you started playing with me. The last text you sent me was “I love you” and I answered “Me too” and he didn’t talk to me again. The next day I texted you again and you started sending kiss emojis, I knew something was up so i asked you about it and you said you were confused about your feelings.
The last thing I knew about you was that you left me standing alone at a mall. We were supposed to go out to grab a coffee and then talk and catch up with things that were going on in our life. You told me you could do it a Saturday, and 1 hour before the meet up time I texted you asking if it was still on our hang out and you mentioned you totally forgot about it and that you couldn’t hang out any Saturday. That really pissed me off, organizing a hang out and turning out you couldn’t go that day without telling me until a few hours later.
I saw you, a month later, at a school event. You saw me too and approached to say hi. There was no way of avoiding that so we kissed each other hello and then went out separate ways.
I don’t know if I will ever talk to you again or if you will ever talk to me, I’m trying to let all go but you really hurt me.