His smile. His laugh. He moved on so fast. He didn't bother shedding a single tear for me. He just jumped to the next girl.
He's with a red-head today. The queen of our school. Her smile wide as she drags him into the supply room. The things she would do to him.
I don't care. I shouldn't care.
But you do. You are an idiot. Pining over a boy you lost won't do you any good. Get over him. Move on.
I can't. I'm not strong enough to just wipe my tears and pretend nothing happened. Something did happen.
He moved on so fast, and here I am, stuck in the past.
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