Its been 3 days, 3 days since I found out the truth.
It hurts to get out of bed and live another day.
It hurts, but I have to.
The weekends over, I have to see her again.
I don't know if I can.
I see her in a whole new way now, a way I'm not sure is good or bad.
I've always been the type of girl who wants answers, and now I have them.
Answers.
Answers to why she looks so much like me.
Answers to how I don't fit in with the rest.
And now I've found them.
Answers, something we need to live with, but would rather live without.
Yeah I know it's short, but the inspiration just hit me, longer and less serious chapters to come soon, thanks for reading and please review.
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