Keep it if you want.
One day you asked me for it, well; now it's yours.
I give it to you with all and each one of the memories inside.
Take the photos, the letters and the drawings. Take the feather and the remains of that red rose. Everything is yours, as well as the love I once had for you. Because there's nothing we keep sharing
I ain't the way you remember
I was such a good girl
So fragile but no more
Just so you know,I'm moving on
Just so you know, I'm not yours anymore
Lucky for me,now I know
Your best friend's heart is better than yours.
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My Boyfriend's Best Friend (Lesbian story) - Editing -
Teen FictionHe was always spacing out, I don't even know if he noticed I was there anymore. He was off,never available. And she was there,looking at me ... What else could I do? A romance/drama story Warning: Femslash
