She isn't my enemy



I know you want to see me there, because this is a special day for you. You are my friend too. But she will be there, as beautiful as always, and you know it. I should't be right there with her, next to the cake, eating gummy bears, with that such eyes, looking at me like before. She is not my enemy, but she actually isn't my friend anymore. And I know at the bottom of her heart, she wants to see me, but at the same time, she doesn't. She knows what could happen with a look of each other, and knows, with a smile of mine, she would fall in love again.

m.l

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