It's not love, it's obsession.

I met this boy at a family dinner, I always, that is, the first time I saw him, he passed me by the side I went to the bathroom and he smiled at me, he was dressed in black and I fell in love with him for the first time, the truth is I always thought he was not going to listen to me, because he is simply a little older but I always liked him for a long time. All his family and my family went to a mall and we went to his family’s house and stayed this afternoon, but that day I decided that I wanted to have a sleepover with some friends and when I was at my friends’ house, at one in the morning he wrote to me and paid me an Uber so that I could go to his house. I clearly went because I liked him for a long time and the truth is we didn’t do anything wrong if we kissed and that’s it but until then he started acting and started ignoring me and acted as if he didn’t know me and I fell into depression because I felt that he only used me despite what we didn’t do anything really fire in a few moments in a few months later my mom got married and they made a wedding where he and his family came at that wedding. I saw it and we also got to the point where we kissed and that’s it and then we’ve had like secret relationships that we act as if we didn’t talk or anything, but the truth is that whenever we see each other we kiss even though I know you only use me, I also use it so I don’t feel bad