So in middle school I wasn’t much of a person who believed in love, I still don’t but I wanted to test it out and cure my curiosity. Due to the fact that I am not a sympathetic person or may lack empathy I could actually pull it off. I was competitive in a sense so my friend said this to me; I would never date you. He said it not in a bad way but just telling me that he hasn’t rly thought about it like that. I figured hey why not give it a shot, he wasn’t anywhere close to being my type in appearance or personality; I could only justify it by saying his face was cute. I asked him out and it took a while for him to be convinced but I was invested for the wrong reasons, I was bored and wanted to be entertained. Although there was no harm done and in fact he is not interested in girls that much, all of which I did, I did it against my interests. I didn’t care and I knew that love didn’t exist because I had seen it in real life. A month later I was the same person that asked to break up, I started to feel bad for dragging it. I just wanted to prove him wrong, but in my friend group we all know that I’m not one to take those things seriously.