My Best Friend : He's the one I have

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version of yourself. -

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Mira

hard time processing what had just happened. It felt like a movie and i still found it

" With this thought in mind, I stared up at Joseph who was staring straight ahead,

od terms at present. We've been on, no contact for almost two weeks now,

arious thoughts that w

and I got this bike filled me with nostalgia. I still remember the good old day

n my feet and mounted

on behind him. No words were spoken between us and I

ed on it, as the vehicle was fired t

d how close we were at the moment. When was the last time I'd actually lai

few weeks ago and how distant

" I wondered as emoti

y gone dumb. If it were before, I would have said anything, anything to make him talk, but I can't. You know why? Because I somehow fear he might dump me in the middle of no

duplex with a driveway and little garden. The house

ou " I started to say when he completely ignored me, pulling off t

right behind h

as empty, a

I somehow feel downcast, as I at least wished I had someone to talk to about all I went through today. I'd go

oom, due to how often I'd been there. Opening the door, I wasn't surprise

into the bathroom to freshen up before head

ough that did more to help me relive those moments, yet I knew I had to do that, not only for mysel

ur friendship had become. I found it funny how i'd always believed our friendship was unbrea

ed to drop, as I thought of what happened. It hurt me to know that my

ely not reason enough for him to actually distrust me. We are meant to be o

dships too. I hadn't known it until now - The pain of having a friendship you've always treas

ually fall asleep, as I k

leep after saying a shotg

.

ale lead is a