I once was very in love with this guy. He was my best friend and he still is. But things changed a lot ever since we confessed our feelings, we gave it a try but it didn’t worked out because he was too scared. We still talk from time to time. He’s moved on now with a new girl and I hate to admit it but I feel sad thinking about it. Things ended between us because he was scared to be the f*** up in our relationship under the pretense of not wanting to hurt me but he somehow moved on with another girl and gave another shot at love. It got me thinking that was I not good enough? Was I not worth trying? And it kills me because as quickly as it took him to move on, it wasn’t the case for me. I still love him and it hurts.
