I hope this post reaches you, Coco.
idk why you’ve been stuck in my head so much lately.
Like, I’ll be doing completely normal stuff, and somehow I end up thinking about you again. It’s honestly annoying. Songs hit different, nights feel longer, and every small thing somehow reminds me of you.
Earlier, a friend sent me a screenshot of your story talking about some new guy you think is handsome.
I can’t even explain why that hurt as much as it did. I just stared at it for a while, pretending it didn’t bother me, but it did — a lot more than I want to admit.
Maybe it’s because, for the longest time, I secretly hoped you’d look at me that way someday.
And I know I probably sound dumb because nothing ever really happened between us, but that’s the worst part. You can still miss someone even when they were never really yours.
Anyway, I just hope whoever ends up with you realizes how lucky they are.
I just wish it was me.