He was caught off guard, and speechless. He hesitated for a while, as if an attempt to find a proper response.
Staring at me for a while, he caressed my head "Hey. You're drunk. Let's get some rest and sober you up alright." His voice was trembling.
I could feel a lump in my throat as I whimpered "Its way too clear. Why would I lie?"
"And? did I lie when I confessed I liked someone else?" He coldly replied, and sighed in disbelief. "how can you be stuck to a single feeling? Feelings are so reckless. Isn't it tiring?"
"I--- I don't know wha---t I'm supposed to do. I want to be happy---- for you---- but at the same time it hurts--" I sobbed.
Suddenly, he wrapped me in his arms. I could feel my tears damping his tuxedo. My sobbing gradually lessened as he gently patted me and waited for me to finish. You've always been this kind.
"That day" he continued "I could read the sadness in your eyes. Yet you choose to be there for me. I thanked you not only for being there, but for valuing my decision, for understanding me and you really do."
He slowly lowered his arms and my eyes met his. "I'm sorry. I'm not the one in your story. I was never one to begin with. And if it's this hard for you" he compelled a smile "Just forget me as a side character. Hmm? This is where we part."
Exhaling the deep despair that burdened me for so long, I nodded. With teary eyes I nodded and consolidated my heart to let go.
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FOOTNOTE
Storie breviA fiction of FOOTNOTE SONG by Conan Gray. When you realize that each life has a story of its own, hence bringing along it's own main and side characters. You can't always be the main one neither can you make the side one the main character.
