sometimes, it's all about what's left unsaid.
"who's your favourite character?"
"i like cassie, she's crazy. you?"
"i have a total soft spot for chris, not sure why"
because he looks like you and acts like you and god i miss you when you're not around and half of me wishes i didn't because then things would be fucking simple.
"i blame him for all this"
"i do too"
but i still wouldn't change a minute of it because he changed absolutely everything i've ever been.
"it's my favourite, i hope you like it"
"i do, i've listened to it three times in a row"
"great, i'm glad"
i miss you.
"you know you can trust me with anything right? best friends, forever."
"yeah of course, of course."
i hate you, you liar, liar, fucking deceiver, backstabber. you left the frays from the ties you severed. best friends don't lie, they don't tell, they don't play the fucking victim, and they don't make me feel the way you do.
"moving out makes no sense right now, too expensive..."
i want to move out.
"all i want is for you to be happy"
even if i can't be that person, like i wanted to.
fin.
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