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I used to really like her. Never love. I think we said "I love you" many times but as friends. I remember when she held my hand. It was really hot outside and my hand was so sticky, but I didn't care. I really enjoyed that time. I wouldn't want that now. We are really good friends. At least I think.

There was this one time we watched the sunset together and I squeezed her hand and we just watched the sunset together. Blissfully in our quiet abyss. I don't think it really meant anything. I get mixed messages sometimes. Oh well. Friends are meant to be friends and nothing more.  

'If you should fall into my arms, I'll tremble like a flower'

*this is bullshit and I don't really care what happens with this- it's just something for me to do cause I'm bored

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