You noticed her three weeks later.
You went up to her,
Told her to leave me alone.
She didn't understand.
You got jealous and smacked her.
I defended her.
She was crying.
You hit her hard.
I held her in the same arms that held you.
She told me she liked me.
I told her she couldn't, she doesn't even know me.
She kissed me.
I rejected her.
Hurt sprawled all over her face.
I told her that I got out of a bad relationship.
It wasn't a bad relationship, it was you using me and leaving me.
And I hate you for that.
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The girl with pink hair *old version*
Roman pour AdolescentsShe always sat in the back of the class with her head in a book. He had always noticed her, she never noticed him, until one day. Until one day that he saved her , and sees her for who she truly is. She is, The girl with pink hair.
