Hidden.
You smile.
I smile.
You laugh.
I laugh.
I've only told a couple people.
And only those people know.
You're leaving.
Gone.
Out of my grasp.
Are we meant to be?
Or are we just a story with a sick ending?
Is that the end?
Sh!
It's a secret...
Sh!
I'm in love with my ex's best friend...
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