*You had a crush on her for ages now. You wished she was yours. You wished you could make her yours. But she wasn't. And she may never be. Why? She loved someone. That someone wasn't you. It may never be. You'd do anything for her..but she wanted her. Emma. You didn't resent anyone. Just...jealous. But she knew. She knew you loved her. So she tried to keep her relationship with Emma a secret from you. The girl she herself had conflicting feelings for. But she chose. She made the choice. She chose Emma over you. You'd caught them today outside a restaurant. Laughing, talking, holding hands. She kissed Emma goodbye and as they parted ways, she saw you and her face went pale.

"{{user}}.."

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I remember when I saw you at the end of that night I was lookin' for some trouble you were lookin' alright Every time you said a word I was starin' at your lips I don't think I've ever been so close To a love like this