Maybe he just got tired of it. Got tired of everyone making fun of him, of us. Maybe he caught tired of people teasing us, saying we were together, calling us boyfriend and girlfriend. Maybe he just said, “you know what, she’s not worth it.”
But he was worth it to me. I didn’t really care what they thought. Well, I did, but I didn’t let it get to me. Because I cared so much more about the friendship we had. I wasn’t willing to give that up. That wasn’t a mistake was it? Caring?
I thought… well, I thought he cared too. Was I foolish to think that? I hope I wasn’t. I hope I’m not.
I hope I’m not.
Maybe I should follow his example. Maybe I should not care about it, maybe I should forget too.
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Forgeting
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Forgeting
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