Love Poems to Fix your delulu - Childhood Friends Part 1

Your Pov:

He treated you like his best friend, you think.

He treated you much more differently than his other mates,

even to other girls.

"He definitely likes you," Your best friend said.

You shook your head, a slight red crept up on your cheeks.

"We're just best friends, you know. Nothing more."

You knew what you said was different to what you were thinking in your heart.292Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPFYj3A9GAi

You wanted to be something more than friends with him.

He told you he likes someone,

you knew it wasn't you.

You knew that he likes your best friend, not the one that you are very close to,

but the one who you are just normal with.

"He likes her, not me."

Your best friend scoffs.

"A crush is a crush. Love is love. Love happens with someone who,292Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo6on7eO5kj

you are more comfortable with.

Not with some random ass girl who he just knew."

Your heart slowly beats,

her words repeats in your head again and again.

She was right though.

He walked into the cafeteria, his boys at the back.

Your heart wanted to leapt up, till it sank.

His hands holding a box, his boys holding some balloons.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

Screams could be heard.

You looked away.

You looked up and the next thing you see was...

Her lips on his.

"That's the most lamest thing you will see on earth,"

Your best friend scoffs.

Your hands gripping the spoon tightly as you filled with rage.

That lips was meant to be yours... or was it suppose to be yours.

You stood up, throwing away your food.

He never likes you and he never will.

Your chances with him brings down to...

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