Elementary...
High School...
College...
15 years...
For the past 15 years, I've liked him. No I'm sorry, like is an understatement. I loved him. I love him. And I always will. But, he loves someone else. Cliché? Maybe. But I've always hoped. I hoped that he'll love me just like the way I love him.
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"He never made anything hurt, and I know I did the same for him. We were finally, finally at the end of our pain."
9/22/23