when i was 13, i met two boys, i was literally obsessed with the first one even if he didnβt feel the same about me, the second boy was perfect for me i found him so handsome and he had a great personality, we were so close that we became best friends, but even if i was trying so hard to fall in love with him, i couldnβt forget the first boy, for a whole year the second boy was trying to win my heart even if i wasnβt in love with him, then one day i realized that i didnβt love the first boy anymore and then i was starting to love the second one, but by then, it was too late, he had met another girl so i never told him that i loved him, i kept hoping that they wouldnβt get together, but for months, he wouldnβt stop talking about her and it made me really sad, one day, he told me that we couldnβt be friends anymore because his girlfriend didnβt want us to be, after that he stopped talking to me, i was really sad because i lost at the same time my best friend, and the boy that i liked, itβs been more than a year and i still think about him every single day, i think that the regret of not telling him earlier that i loved him will haunt me forever
