π» And just like that, things changed.(part1)
It started in 5th grade — when giggles felt like confessions and a single glance could rewrite your whole day. π That’s when I met him. My first crush. Cute, handsome, soft-spoken with just enough mystery to make me look forward to class.
Every moment near him was a little heart race — like a secret that belonged only to me. I thought maybe, just maybe, he saw me the same way. Until I found out he had a crush on someone else… someone he thought was my friend.
She had the smile, the charm, and a way of slipping into the spotlight. At the time, I didn’t think much of it. I even tried to root for them. But just a few weeks ago, I saw the truth: she wasn’t the friend I believed she was. A sly fox π¦ wrapped in soft laughter and calculated kindness.
It didn’t erase what I felt. I still liked him. I still remember how bright he made the hallways feel. But it marked the beginning of something deeper — learning to protect my heart and see people clearly, even if it takes time.
Lunaπ«
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