| Chapter Twenty - One |

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Dear Diary,

The last time we've spoken was last week. Well, the last week's chat was going and fun. We asked each other a lot of questions about the other. For example, who is he's favorite singer? and what's my favorite song? I love that he likes a lot of the singers I like. I'm trying to forget him now but we're going to see each other on Sunday because it's his birthday party. Of course we're going to talk.

Ohh..

Well.. When I think of him my heart aches then I feel a bit chilly. It's kinda weird. I wish he would just magically love me and tell me, or I would just move on and be good friends with him.

For some reason I feel he hates me or doesn't like talking to me. It hurts me so much when I think of that.

Why would he hate me?

What have I done wrong?

I get it now.. I'm awkward and I'm not kind or popular or pretty like the other girls.

That's why he hates me.

Ugh.

I can't change for him, if he doesn't like me that way, then, I don't care.
I'm really tired of running after him.

I'm not gonna talk to him for a while. It's finally the summer vacation, so, I'm gonna re-think a lot of stuff.

I don't think there's gonna be a happily ever after between us. But the most unexpected things happen. I don't know honestly. But 9 months loving him and getting hurt each day is just wrong.

He makes me blush.
He makes me happy.
He makes me daydream.
He makes me cry.
He makes me feel safe.

But really, I'm over.

I'm tired.

I'm hurt.

I have to just forget him and run away.

Love,

Your Lover.

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