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calum's pov:

you spoke to me today

you walked into the record store and you asked me how my day was

i told you it was great

i asked you how your day was back

you said it was lovely and you flashed me a smile

it wasn't real

your day wasn't lovely

and your smile was fake

hours before you heard rian wilson telling his friends you were crazy

he was wrong

i wish you knew me

i would never hurt you like rian wilson

i would love you to the ends of the earth and never let you go

but to you i was a nobody

i am not rian wilson

nor will I ever be

i wish that you'd look at me the same way you look at him

i hate rian wilson

i wish he never existed

i wish you and i existed

but we never will

because i'm not rian wilson


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