I broke a heart while chasing a broken one..
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Less of a story, More of a Confession.
What happens when the one you love belongs to someone else? I never meant for any of this to happen.... I was just his friend, her friend. But one simple message changed everything. Suddenly I was no longer just a friend, we were talking like we never had before, saying things that blurred the line between friendship and something much more.
He had a girlfriend. I knew that.., I still know that. She 'was' my close friend, but we fell in love anyway.
Now I'm caught between what feels right and what feels real. I love him so much it hurts, but I'm constantly fighting jealousy, built up anger, sadness and frustration but I do not feel one ounce of guilt.
Do I love or hate him? I don't know.
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