worn out

hi May...

I like you not only because you're my birth month, but because I like you for one reason. I started to know you in May and found you at the end of 2019

without permission, without warning, and without instructions, friendship starts to develop well when we get to know each other and introduce ourselves

I used to be awkward with you only you once told me to act normal when you are with me. As time went on I began to open up to you as well as you, once in a while I told my complaints until then I felt comfortable always telling you as well as yourself, and you have started to open up to tell me.

(early introduction)

Bimo: Hi, may I know you?

Alexa: yes

Bimo: I'm Bimo, and you?

Alexa: I'm Alexa, you can call me Lexa

Bimo: pleased to meet you

we chatted a lot on the direct message he said the first time he saw me on campus and he wanted to get to know me until finally, he searched my social media.

at that time my hope was very big to always be close to him, he was named Bimo

I grabbed my cellphone which was being charged a while ago, usually, there's no main message I'm waiting for

but...

this time...

different...

Seconds, minutes, even hours passed sweetly, stories of the past, hopes, failures, even breaking up in relationships he told

not very memorable, but this is the initial plan of a friendship or this is the story of the beginning of a meeting nothing interesting but strangely the notification from him is the first thing I've been waiting for, every morning, evening and night

didn't expect more and didn't have high expectations at first, he's just a friend...friends chat and friends share stories, and the style of language is the same...same as the others...

but...

there is one thing that makes him different, he can create feelings without having to meet face too face

because we rarely see each other

The time went properly. A few months ago, I knew him as a friend, and the sentiment couldn't be articulated in words.

Then, over the next month, my feelings of friendship began to deteriorate, and I got concerned and nervous when the lady who had previously made him happy informed him that he was no longer happy.

but, is not that everyone has a story in the past, maybe he misses his memories,

of course, those memories will always leave traces even though the person has been released, some stories will sometimes become memories if the person in the story has left the plot,

there is nothing wrong with stories in the past because everyone has their own stories that can't be repeated but can be remembered,

maybe we will also be memories the difference is I remember you as the main character and you remember me as a supporting role and that too if you remember

about distance Maybe it's hard but it's tougher if we meet virtually but the universe has not been able to bring it together for real.

The feeling of meeting mostly exists and was included in the plan but that was just my plan, not ours, we are different, he always insisted on the sentence that we are just friends and it doesn't need to be repeated, I can put my position as it should