boyfriend number two has a girlfriend number one

thanks for leading me on.
thanks for telling me you have a girlfriend.
thanks for making my feelings grow on you.

we spend our lunches together, most of the time just us two. i don't believe how you spilled your whole life story to me and my life story to you in an hour and fifteen minutes. i don't know why i could trust you and i don't know why i believe it when you say "trust me". i don't know why i believe your locked pinky promise is true. i also don't understand how you could make me smile and laugh so easily. i don't know how you could flirt with me and in the end you tell me you have a girlfriend. well, i asked you in a sneaky way, but you should've told me before i got attatched to you. i hate how we're so alike, but so different.

thanks for telling me everything, but it's just a little too late. boyfriend number two, why do you have to have a girlfriend number one? :(