Rosé's POV
I just flopped on my bed with our pictures in my hand.
How I wished and believed that I was the one for him, only to be proved badly wrong in the end. Not only did he leave me, but he had the audacity to cheat on me even when we were dating. I should've known that "us" meant nothing to him. I just threw the pictures away and ended up crying again. He really knew all my sensitive buttons, and because of that I am a complete mess now.
I just wanna be the one
But to you we're already done
Tell me, why'd you have to hit and run me?
Now I'm all alone, cryin' ugly~
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Gone | A Lyrical Short Story
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