"hey remember when you liked naige?"
"Yeah I do, sixth grade my first crush. Always wore that blasted yellow shirt every single day."
"I talked to him the other day."
"And?"
"He thought you were extremely annoying."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"Well that's great bet he thought I was ugly to."
"Someone is salty."
"SHUT UP!"
"He moved 5 years ago you need to chill."
"I am chill."
"Sure."

So I had that conversation today it totally didn't break my heart or anything. I never asked naige out i just incredibly obviously liked him. Somehow years later my heart is broke cause he thought I was annoying. Why does that even bother me? Why do I feel like his opinion matters? It's been so long...

I do admit sixth grade holy shit was I annoying but...like coming from him it feels...painful.