fawn #7

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i first saw fawn smile when i was ten.

a few days after i stopped sitting beside her, a girl started sitting beside her, and i was jealous.

they talked all the time, she opened up to the girl in a matter of days.

it took her a year to open up to me.

as i watched her, i suddenly saw her lips curve up slightly, making me stand up and gasp.

she was smiling.

she never smiled, but she looked so beautiful smiling like that.

even though it hurt to know someone else made her smile, i was happy for the rest of the day.

she looked so beautiful.

but she forgot me, it's been a year since we last talked.

and in no way would she want to be my friend again.

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