I tried to act normal at first.
Tried to pretend like nothing had changed.
But the more I smiled, the more it hurt.
The more I laughed, the more I wanted to cry.
So I did the only thing I could.
I started to pull away.
I stopped teasing him.
I stopped waiting for him after school.
I stopped looking for him in the hallways.
Because every second I spent with him reminded me of what I couldn't have.
And I couldn't take it anymore.