Amanda Wilson (Calfornia)
I never liked you. I hatde the site of you looking to me. Every time you talked to me I wanted to scream. I hatde you so bad that it scared me when you left. Because for the first time all I wanted was for you to talk to me to make me laugh. for you to look at me like you use to do. I got scared when the words I...Love...you came out. But no one saw my pane that I had. The pane of wanting to say I love you but you could not heir it. The pane of think you were the one and I lost you.
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