I had high hopes for us. I still do, secretly still waiting for a sign to show we might have something.
The first time someone held me, I was crying. I thought we were over. We were done. I would have been ripped away from you.
You held my hand infront of all your friends. How much shameless hope you had given me that moment. And thats when I realized how stupid I was. I ended up staying. Yet you ended up leaving.
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