You Loved My Words Not Him

My buddy knew how hopelessly in love I was with Serena Cross. He spent an entire week cornering her around campus, badgering her until she finally gave him her number so he could pass it to me.

To show my gratitude for helping me make that first terrifying leap, I emptied my entire savings account to buy him a designer watch.

Immediately after, I began agonizing over what to text Serena. During the day, I’d send her little snapshots of my life; at night, we’d stay up late, whispering our deepest secrets through blue text bubbles.