"Why do I care?"
I swear to god that thought crosses my mind every time I'm with you.
But your not mine. You probably never will be, but even worse, I'm not yours.
So why does it hurt so much when you talk about other people? Why does it hurt so much seeing her break your heart?
I hate having to hold myself back from even playing with your hair when your laying next to me, because that's not what friends do.
But that's what we are;
Friends.
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RomanceBasically just things that I think about sometimes... ~other than pictures, everythings original😳~
