Did I do something to make him forget me?
I can't remember anything. I can't remember anything beyond the sound of her name on his lips:
Sam. Not Samantha, but her nickname. Like they knew each other in a world where full names shattered the backdoor intimacy they had so secretly cultivated.
Try as I might, she was all I saw:
Red hair, bottle bought and paid for.
A smile that could stop your heart from a mile away.
Could've fooled me. If only it had fooled him.
The pain of his confession had been lodged in my heart for days now:
"I cheated. I'm leaving. I love her."
Only her.
Not me anymore.
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