There was this guy who was in love with me but I was too young to realize what it was, so I pushed him away, I pretty much bullied him. I was 12 and he was 13, it was too weird to me that he followed me around during recess. I pushed him away until he stopped caring. That was when I turned 13 and started to fall for him, I started to do all the things he did back then, but it was too late to get him back. We couldn't even be friends, it was just too awkawd. I regret doing that, specially because I'm still not over him. We were part of the same group of friends for 5 years, but never really talked to each other.
