It's just a casual comment, but it manages to smash my good mood to bits anyways. I really shouldn't care, you're straight, and I need to come to terms with that. You'll never love me, at least not in the same way I love you. You will always mention to me boys you thought were cute, and you'll point them out around me too. And I'll always smile and agree, and try to ignore the fact that you've crushed my heart again. But it's not your fault, you don't know. And I'm sorry that I haven't told you that I love you.