I can see her standing in the corner alone, reading those stupid cards in her tiny cards, I can see tears rolling down her pretty face and I want to go over there and hug the pain away, but I know I can't.
I turn around to watch the people around to see all the other people being annoyingly happy, why should anyone be happy? Oh, yeah, someone is pregnant. Seriously, who cares? I bet that people are asking themselves who the real father is while looking around.
Sick of the fakeness of the people around me I turn around, again, to watch her pretty face full of silent tears and the painful smile she gives when someone ask her if she's okay. I want to hug her, hide her from this terrible people who are only going to judge her and make a big deal about this, but I know I can't.
I lost the right to comfort her and kick the asses of anybody who hurts her, and now I know that the person I got to hurt for hurting her is me. I hurt her with my stupidity and big stupid mouth hurt her.
Is it so late to say sorry?
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RandomLove is not a choice. It is the choices you make that depends on who you fall in love with, but it might not always turn out the way you want it to be.... Credits to Andria & Anna.
