"It ended before it even started."
Days passed and the pain is still here...
I wish that there will just be two school days in a week...
Being in this four-sided room with him and her makes me weak...
Looking at them while they’re gazing in each other’s eyes makes me want to stand up in the middle of the class discussion and scream at them the words, ‘hey I should be the one on your position!’
But I feel voiceless...
I don’t want him to be mad at me...
I don’t want him to hate me...
I don’t want him to totally ignore me...
Yes, we’re ignoring each other now...
He’s not going out with us now... with the gang that we usually go with.
He has new friends now... the friends of the girl he loves...
How can he easily change his routines that fast?
YOU ARE READING
YOU WERE MINE
Non-FictionWhat right does she have to take... When for so long... YOU WERE MINE....
