And as I watched him sitting with her, talking to her, I realised that he never liked me in the way that I thought I loved him.
No, he didn’t, but when he sat with me he was still one of the nicest, most beautiful people I have ever met, and that's when I saw that who ever he ended up with in life is lucky, and I hope they realise how wonderful he truly is.
And even though he didn’t like me in the way that I seemed to like him, he treated me like he did.
And honestly, I don’t know if that was the meanest, or kindest thing to do.
- VA -
Until Next Time,
Stay Lovely, Vanessa.
- another quick short story as my first post of the year . somewhat fictional, but not entirely sure to be honest -
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