Second
The first time he saw me fall was in pain.
The second was in love–with him.
It wasn’t meant to happen.
But he was there for me.
A bad boy I had nothing in common with.
He was trouble.
And he saved me.
But as secrets have their way of unravelling, truth came to light.
It always does.
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