We were in the seventh grade, ten years ago, when I realized I was in love with you. You had walked me home, like you did every day. And you told me of the beautiful girl you thought you might like. I remember wishing it was me, it felt like millions of pieces of glass stabbing my heart when it wasn't me. It never was.
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Romance"Tinkerbell has always been there for Peter. And Peter? He chose Wendy." - Idk
