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This is how love goes.
You like a girl, for the first time ever.
And I'm not talking like, I'm talking like.
You like her forever and ever, and yeah, that pretty much does not work out.
You keep liking her until you meet somebody who you fall in love with in 2 seconds flat, you get to know her and get over her, and then she tells you she likes you, so you tell her the same thing. You have your first relationship, but it is short term, and i mean short term. You refuse to think about her but then fall in love with that first girl again, and hope that she likes you back. Then, she becomes a witch. And I mean a REAL witch. You fall out of love with that no longer a girl, but a witch and forget about love until second semester of your freshman year, where you meet an old friend who confesses a liking they one had for you, you smile at that thought and get to know her and realize you are falling in love again. You actually build up strength to ask her this time, but she declines your love and says she just wants a period with no relationship. You understand and forget about it although you still feel love for her every once and a while. Then 6 weeks before your freshman period is over, you meet a sophomore you think is amazing and everything you could possibly want in a person, but you cant say anything to her. You forget about her and forget about love all summer until you come back and meet this girl in choir who steals your heart. You think it is the same feeling as before, but it indeed becomes worse than any other love feelings you have ever had for somebody. It drives you insane and that is all you can think about. Night, day, mealtime, all the time, you cannot focus on life. You want to make it right this time, you want to do something, but you can't. You pour it all out to the first actual lover you ever had who you wish you would have let love you longer and she has the answers to everything, but it does not work that way. You can't pull it off. You are a loser. You are a whimp. You are pointless.
You are pathetic, Michael, pathetic.
You like a girl, for the first time ever.
And I'm not talking like, I'm talking like.
You like her forever and ever, and yeah, that pretty much does not work out.
You keep liking her until you meet somebody who you fall in love with in 2 seconds flat, you get to know her and get over her, and then she tells you she likes you, so you tell her the same thing. You have your first relationship, but it is short term, and i mean short term. You refuse to think about her but then fall in love with that first girl again, and hope that she likes you back. Then, she becomes a witch. And I mean a REAL witch. You fall out of love with that no longer a girl, but a witch and forget about love until second semester of your freshman year, where you meet an old friend who confesses a liking they one had for you, you smile at that thought and get to know her and realize you are falling in love again. You actually build up strength to ask her this time, but she declines your love and says she just wants a period with no relationship. You understand and forget about it although you still feel love for her every once and a while. Then 6 weeks before your freshman period is over, you meet a sophomore you think is amazing and everything you could possibly want in a person, but you cant say anything to her. You forget about her and forget about love all summer until you come back and meet this girl in choir who steals your heart. You think it is the same feeling as before, but it indeed becomes worse than any other love feelings you have ever had for somebody. It drives you insane and that is all you can think about. Night, day, mealtime, all the time, you cannot focus on life. You want to make it right this time, you want to do something, but you can't. You pour it all out to the first actual lover you ever had who you wish you would have let love you longer and she has the answers to everything, but it does not work that way. You can't pull it off. You are a loser. You are a whimp. You are pointless.
You are pathetic, Michael, pathetic.