I lied.
I just want to forget him.
I don't want to remember falling down the stairs in 2nd grade, or ziplining in 4th. I don't want to remember 5th grade science class, where we bonded over making fun of the other less-intelligent students, or all of those years of TAG. I don't want to remember huddling together like penguins during the outdoor field trip in November, so that we wouldn't freeze to death. I don't want to remember all of our little inside jokes. I don't want to start crying every time when someone references Mean Girls
I want to forget everything.
I want to forget him teaching me about basketball because I'm terrible. I want to forget everything.
I don't want to remember that he loves bread and the Hulk. I don't want to think about him every time I see something green.
I want to forget all of the reason why I fell for him, maybe then, finally, these feelings will go away.
I want a fresh start. I want to be normal, to like multiple people in a decade.
I hate myself for it, but I want to forget him.
To forget about his beautiful eyes, his contagious laughter, the way he gets dimples when he merely speaks. To forget about all the things I love about him. To forget everything.
I want to erase him from my memory, that's the only way that I'll even have the slightest chance at happiness.
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Novela JuvenilOlivia Marshall and Logan Pierce have been best friends for years, and that's just how long she's been in love with him. Ever since they were little she saw him as more than a friend, and now that they're "all grown up", she's finally ready to tell...
