One of the things in the last post kind of lead me to thinking about this.

21. My three favorite flowers are lilies, cream-colored roses, and sunflowers.

The girl I'm referring to in this post will be known as X, so no one but her (if she ever actually finds this blog) knows who she is.

It was the first time we were meeting in person, and it was the sweetest thing she ever did for me, other than introduce me to her parents and other family members that same night.

The first day we met in person was the first day I moved into my apartment. X had just gotten off work and was dealing with shitty traffic. She texted me and told me she was outside. I went outside to see her looking so damn beautiful in a sundress, holding this huge bouquet of my three favorite flowers. It was the cutest thing I've ever seen. We hung out in my apartment for a little while. Then she told me that she had to go to her grandmother's to help plan her mother's surprise birthday party with her family. She asked me to go with her. So, we both got in the car and drove to her grandmother's house. We walked in and her uncle immediately started joking about how short I was and how young I looked. We ate pizza while they went over party details and I talked to her uncle about anything and everything that we could randomly think up. He was so nice to me. They all were. It was really cute when X and her aunt went and dug through all of X's grandmother's old clothes and played dress up. Apparently they do it all the time. It was pretty funny to see the getups they put together. Some of it actually looked good on them.

She told me she wanted me to be her date to her mom's party. I was really happy when she said that. I remember her coming over a few times so we could work on the posters for the party. We sorted through old photo's of her mom and put them together on the posters, along with tons of colored glitter and glittery Jamaican/Bahama-styled stick ons, and stickers. We made a huge mess of glitter, and to this day I still find glitter on my socks haha. We were covered in it. I remember when she came to pick me up for her mom's party, it was raining. And she was just standing next to her car outside my apartment in her ridiculous outfits, hot pink grass skirt and all. She looked to dorkishly adorable. I had such a good time at the party. I felt really awkward and out of place at first because I didn't know anyone, but she introduced me to her two best friends when they got to her family's restaurant. We actually seemed to get along really well. One of her aunts asked me, while we were cleaning up after the party, if X was my girlfriend. I told her no. She then asked me if we were just friends, and I had to say yes. I didn't know what to define us as or how X felt about me. I told X later what her aunt had said and she just smiled and laughed. As we got in her car so she could drive me home, she received a text message from one of her best friends saying what a nice girl I am. She texted him back saying "She's a lesbian." Haha. The goodnight kiss when we got to my place made me see stars.

Those were my favorite moments of the time we spent together. I honestly fell so fucking hard for her. But.. I guess she didn't care about me as much as she pretended to. Sure, you can call me when your dream of being a cop gets fucked up by some horrid event. You can complain to me about how shitty your life is. You can tug my heart around every which way. But the thing that bothers me the most is that you lied. You told me I was the only one you were seeing, and that I was the only one you wanted to see. Little did you know I found out that ever since we started talking back in May, you were seeing someone else. And I should've realized it, too. She called you and texted you every single fucking time we were together. And you'd answer her every single time. You'd come to my place after just being with her at her place. And I didn't wanna believe you were lying to me. But you were. And what's more, I have no doubt that you lied to her and broke her heart, too.

I feel very sorry for you. However, I do wish you all the best in life. And I hope you find someone that makes you happy.