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friends.
We were sitting on her couch.
She started talking about some other guy.
Some other guy that I instantly resented without even knowing who he was.
I looked her in the eyes as I tried to listen to her and act like it hadn't phased me in the slightest.
Because it's all I could've done.
I doubt she had any idea about the way I feel.
but how could she have?
I just sat there in accordance, acting like i was perfectly okay with being friends.
because every time I hear about her and another guy,
It make me feel the slightest bit less important to her.
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