I knew he loved me, why did I just ignore it?
I knew he loved me, why did I not kiss him?
I'm so stupid.
I can't take it back.
He found someone else, throwing looks at me as if he knew too that I had ignored his love.
And I did, and how could I ever take it back?
I never thought something like this would hurt so much, but it does.
I never knew losing a friend would sting so bad that I could barely hold my tears whenever I see them.
The couple.
They race, and kiss, and hug and snuggled.
His new love sometimes talks to me, but it's not like before.
His new love used to be my friend, too.
Now neither of us can act normally - she knows I lost my chance, and that she got it.
She knows that I miss him and that I regret losing him.
But she loves him and won't give me a chance to get him back.
Now they both throw looks at me, while I'm sitting over here.
I'm separated from the group, I'm the mistake, the one to avoid.
I might ruin you.
Don't come near me.
So, while you two kiss, you watch me like a virus.
And I can't do anything.
I brought this to myself.
It's my fault.
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PinPoint - A collection of short stories
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