You make me feel bad about myself

You make me feel inadequate.

You make me feel like I'm not enough, like I'm incomplete or missing something important

December was amazing...You were mine and I loved it. You left it all behind. I made my peace and looked back fondly on the time that was ours. It was only after I learned that Andrew happened in December that I began to look back upon it with distain. Our time wasn't our time at all. It made me feel like just another guy to you, and nothing more.

You never told Matt about us. You never REALLY told him. You lied to him about me. I understand why you did it, to keep him from getting upset. But i doubt you realized how much that hurt me. It was like I was an embarrassment to you. It was like you wished I never happened.

May 26th was amazing. It was 6 months overdue. I knew it was casual, and I was okay with that. It wasn't until I learned that you spent that evening talking sexually with James that I had a hint of hate at the day. You needed more after me. The worst part is that I bet James has no idea. I'm too afraid to ask because I'm scared that I'm right. That you are hiding our time together from him as if you didn't want it to happen.

Every time we are more than friends, there's always another guy instead of me. Whenever we are just friends, you act to the outside world like we never happened. It makes me feel like I don't matter to you. I'm not saying that we should have more time together. I'm just saying that it hurts when you do hide the times already past :( It makes me feel like I'm not good enough.