My mind went blank. I didn't move. That may be the worst experience I've ever lived.
The moment that I saw L. kissing her, I felt weak. My body fell. I was on my knees praying. My eyes closed. I fell on the floor.
I woke up on the next hour. I looked around and he wasn't there. I asked P. where were he. P. said he went home fifteen minutes ago.
I've never felt so weak as the time that I saw them kissing. I started desperally to cry and then I didn't saw anything, the moment that I choke my head and got asleep. After that I didn't remember anything.
15 minutes ago I tought he was the love of my life. But everything is not what it seems. Since they kissed I felt different.
Nowdays I don't care about this kiss at all. I'm in a fucking happy and cite relashionship with the supose P. He is simply the best boyfriend ever. And in the end, wouldn't change a thing in the night that L. and R. kissed.
Sometimes you think that supose love will last forever. Maybe not. Maybe you can meet a guy that makes you smile, not cry.
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