He did it again.
All for his own gain.
He broke the girl you love's heart.
And seeing her like that broke your heart, too.
Ezra fucking Fitz.
The root of all your problems.
But it's not even his fault.
It's yours.
You've known her for years.
You've loved her since you first saw her.
And you were going to tell her.
You swore to yourself.
(No one else.)
And you so want to think that it's his fault but you know you can't.
because telling her would be impossible.
And it would destroy
EVERYTHING.
She had never looked twice at you.
(And why would she?)
She's Aria Montgomery.
And you're just Spencer Hastings.
If not for Ali she probably wouldn't have even spoken to you. Ever.
And then the two of you were introduced.
And you got nervous.
And shy.
And friendzoned.
So why would she even look at you?
You were her friend.
And that's it.
But you swore you would tell her.
By the end of the week.
By the end of the month.
By the end of the year.
And then Ali went missing.
And you were suddenly "busy" all summer.
And Aria moved to Iceland.
(Who goes to Iceland, anyway?)
And a year later,
(Just when you thought you could begin to possibly consider thinking about moving on...)
Aria was back.
And everything went back to how it was before.
And you thought you could tell her.
And then you found out she fucked your English Lit professor.
(And who the hell does that?)
And you figured she'd move on.
(Hopefully to you.)
And then she perpetuated it.
(Seriously?)
But you shrugged it off.
(Because you were her friend. And you had to be there for her. Besides, how long could that last?)
But it lasted.
And she had all her firsts.
First date.
First time.
First love.
That was meant to be you.
That's what you told yourself.
But you can't say that.
Because she was never yours to begin with.
And you never gave yourself the chance to be hers.
(Even though there's nothing you'd love more.)
So how was it "meant to be"?
And maybe you could have avoided all this heartbreak.
(Her's, your's, Toby's, Wren's, Melissa's, and God knows who else's.)
If you'd just
SPOKEN UP
When you first met, or before she left for Iceland, or the second you found out she was back.
But, no.
You couldn't force yourself to say
Three little words.
And now you don't have the right to say anything.
Because she shows up at your door crying because of him.
And you might have stopped this.
But you were too fucking scared.
And now all you have the right to do is be there for her.
As a friend.
And that's all you ever will be.
