You give everything to be a part of someone else's story & hoping to be counted in their special chapters. But in the end. no matter how much of yourself you give, you remain just ordinary, even after offering the flowers you never wanted to pluck. even after breaking yourself into pieces you didn't even know existed & offering it all with nothing but hope. You spend years trying to be the one they remember, the one they can hold on to. dream about & with one they plan. You tell yourself that maybe this time, you'll finally matter. You change. you grow. sacrificing parts of yourself along the way. But when it's all said and done, you're left with the bitter truth you were just a empty moment. You are just a face blurred in the background. you are just a face in the crowd. nothing more than ordinary to someone who was everything to you.
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