Spilled Words
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  • Reads 196
  • Votes 45
  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 31m
Ongoing, First published Mar 05, 2019
Mature
Staring at him from a distance, I sighed inwardly. There he was, flirting with another girl. It hurts even though he wasn't mine , it hurts even more knowing he was ignoring me. Perhaps he was embarrassed of me. 
Either way, I couldn't blame him. She was prettier, funnier, skinnier, she was normal. I was melancholy, I was inferior 
After all , he was a paragon of happiness 
And I was the epitome of sadness
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