From Our Readers: To the Boy Who I Thought Needed Me

It's been awhile. Really. It has been 2 months, 16 days, and still counting since we last talked. I wanted to ask you if you're doing well, if you still have problems with your mother or if you're excited to start your new year with a new university. But I cannot, because I am not the girl you see in the movies. I am not the girl who goes after the guy who left me clueless and asks for answers because when I let go, I try to really let go. I am not that persistent, and I do not show off my feelings because truth to be told, I can't. I'm afraid of rejection, and I'm scared that I was the only one who felt special in our little "extraordinary" relationship. I'm terrified that I was one of the girls who fell for your charms, while you just played around and soon left me when you got bored.

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