“Sam?” I saw the figure of the person I love, with their lips on another. Kissing them with the passion I thought was reserved just for me. It couldn’t be. This is just a bad dream, a mistake. I must be seeing things.
“y/n, what are you doing here” faced pulled away, the others face full of shocked eyes, scurrying off after telling my love they’d call them. I stood frozen in my tracks.
“Sam, who was that? Why” I felt my bottom lip quiver as tears fell from my eyes. “I thought you loved me”
C’mon you and I both know this, us, is just high school puppy love. It’s not real.
“I love you. Please. We can try again and forget this please.