I stay awake at night dreaming of all the things we could be. I wonder where I went wrong. We used to talk all the time, now we barely talk at all. I hate to be suspicious and bitter but I'm wondering if your new girlfriend has something to do with how little we talk now. I thought you liked me, everyone said you did. At first I didn't believe them but the more we talked the more I got my hopes up that maybe it was true you did like me. I started seeing things that weren't really there. When you told me you had a girlfriend. I felt like my insides were being ripped apart. My chest hurt like it had been ripped out, and my stomach felt like it had dropped and I was going to throw up. I tried to stop the tears that were falling down my face.  I don't understand why I had leaded myself to believe that you liked me. I know I'm not pretty by most social standers, nor do I like the things most girls my age are interested in. They all like pop I prefer my rock, musicals and classical tunes. I don't watch teen drama's I watch sci-fi, criminal and anime. I can understand why you chose her over me in terms of how we look; she's much prettier than I am. What I don't understand is how you chose her when it came to interests she likes the music I like, she reads the literature I read. I'm so confused and hurt. It feels the longer time you date her the less you talk with me. I thought we're friends, best friends even. But I guess you don't need me now that you have her. You can see her every day, talk to her whenever you like. You can't see me every day, and we can't always talk. But that makes it hurt even more. Was I just a substitute until someone better and prettier comes along? I feel like every moment we spent together, all the talks we've had that's all been erased. Why would you need me anymore? You have someone so much better now. I'm glad you've found someone that makes you happy. Your happiness is all that matters. But if you're pushing me away now that someone else has come into your life. You're not the person I thought you were. That breaks my heart even more than you being in a relationship with someone that isn't me. If you don't want to talk to me anymore I wish you'd just tell me instead of pushing me away and leave me hanging not knowing what happens next. I wish I could erase the memories. Pretend this didn't happen. I wish I could burn the bridge and get on with my life. But I grasp tightly to the thin ropes of our breaking bridge. I've shed my tears for you. I wish I could say they stopped. I want to say goodbye, make this all go away. But your special to me and I don't know how to say goodbye and let it all fade away.