by _Itshree_
I loved him first. But somehow, he learned her favorite song before he ever noticed my feelings. Now I sit between them in classrooms, group photos, and late-night conversations pretending my heart isn't breaking one moment at a time. Maybe some people are simply born to become the second lead.
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