prologue

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We laid on the back of the pick up truck and looked at the stars.

"Your best friend suck." I said.

"No, your best friend suck." she said.

"They both suck." I retorded.

"I know." she covered her face. "Why did I love him?"

"Same." I sighed.

"I'm sorry about him."

"And I'm so sorry about him." I held her hand.

"Why did you even let me love him?" she complained.

"Why did you let me love him?"

"Excuse you, you fell for him first." she laughed.

"True." I groaned.

"But you know what else sucks?" she asked and looked at me.

"What?" I looked at her.

"Both of us." she smiled.

I smiled at her knowing she's right. I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh.

Why does love suck?

Why do I suck?

Why does he suck?

Everything sucks.

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