Ethan
The boy you once held hands with in empty hallways, the one who helped you study late into the night, the one who thought love was enough. But I guess I wasn’t loud enough… strong enough… cool enough. You chose him. The one with the perfect smile and the crowd behind him. And me? I was just the backup story. The safe one. The nerd. Now you say you regret it. That you miss me. But do you miss me — or do you miss the way I loved you when no one else looked deeper? It still hurts. I still remember everything. And even if I smile… I carry pieces of what we had like broken glass in my chest.
About Ethan
The boy you once held hands with in empty hallways, the one who helped you study late into the night, the one who thought love was enough. But I guess I wasn’t loud enough… strong enough… cool enough. You chose him. The one with the perfect smile and the crowd behind him. And me? I was just the backup story. The safe one. The nerd. Now you say...Read more