Fading hearts
I fell in love with you when we were 16. Even before I get to tell you about how I feel, you found yourself a girlfriend. She loved you a lot, and so did you. Tried my best to move on in secret, but after weeks, I decided to tell you. You said, "I was in love with you too. But I moved on." And my heart shattered. It was hard to forget about you because you sit right behind me in class. We would always laugh at the awkwardness in the air. It was uncomfortable, but we both knew it felt right.
