My confession

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I don't remember exactly when it happened. All of sudden I was falling for a boy I knew I could never have. I wanted him but did he want me? Of course not I would say to myself.

I would sit on the bleachers with Daisy's at hand picking the cream white soft petal one by one as they fell on the cement floor below me.

He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me...

An endless cycle that I knew wasn't true but I wished it was because I loved him and I wanted him to be mine, give him everything.

May 14th a Friday

I saw him walk down the hallway laughing at something his friend said. I saw his iridescent hazel eyes glimmer pearlescent. His smile didn't reach his eyes though.

My friend, let's call her Evangeline. She was friends with him, I'd say best friends. He would always join our group to talk to her and I get nervous and leave.

In class I would glance as our professor would drone on about the Shays Rebellion. He would notice and give his signature cocky smirk as I turn my head fast enough to hurt.

I noticed he would look off behind me,

Evangeline

It was a a look in his eye that I held when I looked at him.

That's when it hit me. I wasn't angry because I knew Evangeline and she knew about my infatuation with the schools arrogant asshole.

Oblivious, she was oblivious to his undying love for her, note the sarcasm.

I didn't cry, I was silent, I would lie and say I was fine when Truly I was far from it. No where near fine.

I was broken

Because the guy I had fallen for, the heart breaker who broke not only my close friends heart, he broke mine.

May 20th, Thursday

5th period was lunch for us. We had two tables and Evangeline had decided to sit at the backup while I had been seated at our main table. He saw this and faster than lightning McQueen himself was he seated right across from her.

I did everything to forget him. And nothing because I was hopelessly falling for the person who broke my heart, the one who could walk into a room and make me fall all over, the one who had held so much emotion in his eyes, because I didn't  just fall for him, but his eyes, his arrogant hazel eyes.

I watched as they spoke to each other like It was natural. Meant to be. His eyes would shine at her. And he would laugh at her jokes and this time, it was real.

I wanted to make him laugh and smile, be his sunshine during hurricanes. But I wasn't it was her.

We had something in common, we fell for people who didn't love us back.

We were both broken. Maybe that's why we weren't for each other, because we were alike.

I would watch him pull up the collar of his sweatshirt and hide half his face from the cruel society. But his eyes would watch. He hid his mouth, he stayed silent like me, he only watched.

He watched her, he watched her fall for someone else and I could see the brokenness in his eyes. He looked so fragile, he was at the edge of insanity, one simple push and he would shatter like glass.

I would want to be to fix him, but I only cut myself and it would sting like hell because I knew, I knew he didn't
Want me, but her.

Because he had fallen for her eyes, the eyes I was always jealous of and wished I had them. Her hazel green eyes. She was the epitome of beauty and I was her shadow.

I tried to be like her, but I only looked desperate because I was. I wanted to be loved by someone who wasn't blood related.

I wanted to feel what pure love was because I never saw it. My parents never had luck with love. I guess it was a dominant gene.

7th grade, that's when I fell, I don't remember the exact day but that's when I fell.

She was a new student but it felt like she there longer than me.

If I could make an Amortemtia potion just to feel what love is I would.

I know it's wrong and I'm sorry.

But do you know what it feels like to fall for someone and have them fall for your friend? But you don't say anything because you don't want to lose them. So you stay silent.

That's what I was, silent.

I was silent and broken because he fell for her, and his eyes, his beautiful broken iridescent hazel eyes, did not shine for me, but for her.

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Word count: 817
Series: Fallen Confessions
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Waddup guys I finished this confession and hoped you guys like it or felt inspired. If you have any questions you can dm me or message me on wattpad. Bye guys.
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