Sophomore year..

Somehow we both became classmates in this year.

I had no idea though.

To someone like me you are unreachable.

I had no idea because too me it was impossible.

The whole time I convinced myself that it wasn't me.

The whispers behind my back.

I already convinced that he liked the girl in front of me.

She was extremely pretty.

Tall.

Knew how to twerk.

And I had nothing.

Only later I realized that Mikey (classmate) was urging you to tell me.

That you liked me.

Not the girl in from of me. Or even beside me.

It was me.

I'm such an idiot.