Too pretty for me.
She’s too good for me and everyone knows it.
I’ll never get her.
I’ll never be close to her.
And everyone knows it.
And maybe that’s fine.
Maybe we’re not meant for each other.
Maybe she’s meant for someone else.
But I’ll be damned if I don’t make sure that she isn’t meant for me.
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Categories: flash fiction