we met in the second week of '25. not much after, she confessed her feelings for me and told me she was scared because she was pretty religious and had never had feelings for a woman. i couldn't reciprocate at the moment, but i stayed. (i wanna clarify that we flirted like crazy and did romantic things as a couple, so i suppose it was partly my fault that she developed those feelings) a short time later, i started to fall in love with her, but by that time we were growing apart because of constant arguments. we ended up having a really bad one and didn't speak for months. i found her username like? 5 months later? and talked to her... guess what... she started dating this guy... and she had a daughter. KILLING MYSELF FOR REAL. SHE WAS PREGNANT WHILE WE WERE GETTING ALL ROMANTIC AND SHE DIDN'T KNOW (her new boyfriend wasn't the father btw she had the baby with an affair) the thing is, we started talking again, she confessed that she still loved me, i confessed i was also still in love with her, and we made love that same night. up to this point you might think everything was lovely, but no. when she told me she wanted to be mine, cowardice grabbed me by the neck. i told her we shouldn't, so she stayed with him and that was the last time we spoke. months later i found out through the news and her friends that he had killed her.
