Even until now, my heart starts to shatter when I see you. When you talk to me, my stomach still ends up in knots. Why? I don't know. I, myself, am trying to get over the fact I'm still holding on. I'm even attracted to other guys. But, how come I still get jealous when I see you with other girls? Why is it so hard for me? I don't understand. You don't know how much I wish to be the girl you like. But, like what I've always said, if it's not meant to be, don't force it. I'm judging myself right now for not obeying that. I still have to fake a smile with you, I still have to laugh along with you, I still have to pretend you don't mean a lot to me. I don't love you anymore, so why is it a challenge?
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Non-Fictioni always thought life wasn't hard. i never knew this was what life had in store for me. sometimes, it's just hard.
