Secret Love
No more than lovers, no more than friends.
And at the end of the day, all I could talk about was him.
We were kind of famous in our room after all. They all thought we’re meant to be seeing how lovey dovey we were.
When we ended, everyone thought we’ll be together again after some time, or maybe even years. When we’re older, our life a little hectic and problematic, a little brave and when we’re older and ready. But we ended years ago—I was thirteen and now sixteen. He was my first love.
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