Here is the story:
I was in my third hour class, along with this guy I used to like. But he was sitting across the room, and another girl was holding his hand. I was so sad, I isolated myself from my friends. I didn't talk to anyone for a while, and I don't think I want to see his face again(which is kinda hard, considering the fact that we have a couple classes together). What's worse is that I was planning to tell him how much I loved him that same day. I was going to tell him how back in 7th grade, he taught me how to slow dance, he told me I was a good person, and that I had a beautiful smile. So sad.