I'm sick of turning this story into a novel, and I'm even more sick of the heart pangs that come every time I think I see you with her on the street. What am I supposed to say to her? Act normal and smile, like I would had I seen her before?
I'm not sad, or regretful. I'm worried, that the best thing I've done in a long time might cost me a really good friend. It's the voice inside my head that has turned into yours, whispering things I'd rather not hear again for awhile. Little do you know the history I have...
Things will work out, I promise. Just make sure this doesn't happen again, unless you plan on spending your future cleaning up after me, and making me feel like a princess.
Hahaha, yeah. Really.
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