What did you honestly think was going to happen? I was so young, and you were so… everything a 16-year-old girl would want. I know in the drug-induced world you lived in, everything probably seemed a little different than it really was… but the truth is you made me fall in love with you, every second you were around me. You exuded this… something that I just HAD. TO. HAVE.
So, I mean… seriously. How did you really think it would all go down? Of COURSE I fell for you. Of COURSE I believed every little lie you told me. Of COURSE I would sneak around and try my damnedest to hide “us,” or what I thought was an “us,” from… well, everybody. (I know I failed miserably at that, but that’s a different story.)
It’s funny though, because I still get that nervous, 16-year-old feeling whenever I hear your name, or think that maybe you’re in the same zip code as me. But hey, no hard feelings?