Your hair had always been something I had been fascinated with.. the way it would glisten in the light, how soft it felt between my fingers. I had loved to play with it... just like I had been doing that night in the treehouse when I told you I love her.
I had meant to say you.
I loved you.
You were just so beautiful laying there laughing beneath the stars and I wasn't worthy. You had deserved so much more. More than me. More than our small town. More than someone who could only give you the broken love my parents had.
So I replaced your name with hers.. just like I had always done.
And your smile left your face, the colour left your cheeks and your breath left your lips.
You forced a smile as you had always done. You wanted me to be happy even if it had made you miserable.
I remember as I watched you leave I had just wished you would yell at me. That you would just leave me for good, and that you would wish me the worst.
I wanted to hear you say you hate me. I wanted you to say you hated her and that you the one I wanted. That I should have been with you.
Because I should have.
I should have told you I loved you.
I should have done everything to keep that smile on your face.
But I was a coward.
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