You can't deny that it never happened.
I saw you two kiss on that summer day outside of Thomas Sweet, ice cream melting in their cups. Forgotten as you two pecked, and locked lips, and kissed. Talked, hands on each other, brushing hairs back, looking.
And I knew then that I was forgotten as well.
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Red Flags
Short StoryWe swore to stay together. So when you shifted around, I stayed as an ever present shadow. There are more important matters than your affairs, James. I couldn't leave you because of them.
