2 years ago3 years. For 3 years, I was hopelessly in love with Michael Kings. Funny how his last name is Kings and mine is Queen. I thought it was fate. His shaggy brown hair sweeps over his forehead as he types with all concentration, paying me no attention as I longingly stare at him from the other side of the grey painted room. I loved him. I loved him way too much. Giddy and excited at how he didn’t kick me out with insults, I bounced softly on the brown couch, humming to myself and reading my Spanish novel to myself. People who see me from afar might think I’m a prissy pink princess, who shops all day, but I’m not. Absolutely not, but mama seems to like when I play with her, so I pretend to be like that. I say play, because in all honesty, that’s what it is. Michael King, my one and only. I always hoped one day that a Prince Charming would sweep me off my feet, and that it would be Michael. However, he had di
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