𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗒.

𝟛𝟜. 𝗵𝗶𝗺

It's him again..
He's always there when I walk into math class.
Always in his own world, paying attention to no one.
"Failure" he whispers a little while into class. He always extends the 'e'.
It's just a joke right?
Yea.. totally.
I mean our friendship is fully built with messing and insulting each other.
I laugh, it a joke. Right?
We exchanged numbers a while back.
"Heyyy" I type, I just want to talk to him.
I get left on delivered by the next morning 'Read yesterday'
Did I annoy him?
Is he tired of me?
Am I annoying him?
I'm sorry.
- E, An over thinker