Yesterday night I realized that I am a bad person.
When I was with a friend she told me that the person she likes confessed to her during the Easter holidays. She kept talking and talking, saying that even though there's the distance issue, because he is in another city that is quite far from here, they decided to get together and see how it works.All I did was smile and nod while she kept babbling and babbling.
I was happy for her. I really was. But inside, my heart hurt. It still does...
She's a great friend and has helped me a lot. She was there for me when I needed her and consoled me when I was regected. And yet, all I could think ye