I was young, not knowing the difference between happiness and sadness. I thought I was sad but really, that's the happiness I wish I stayed with.
There was this boy, handsome. Charming. I didn't see dollar signs. I saw hearts. I was happy, but really I was confused. I didn't know where me and him stood. Were we in the friend zone. Not officially dating. It felt like we were though. Then when we did, he done broke me. Started hiding his phone. Talking to other girls. When i thought i didn't love him, the pain me run back to him.
But not anymore.
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The sad one
Non-FictionThere once was a girl who was happy, but has recently broken herself