wait// joshler

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word count: 117

"i have had a lot gone on in the eighteen years i have been on this planet."

he's quiet. does he want me to go on?

"i.. my mom died."

i almost tell him about the abuse. but that's too far.

too far.

"when?"

"uhm.. a few days before the first time i ghosted you and you thought i was dead."

"oh, i'm sorry.. for your loss."

"it's okay."

i don't really mind. sometimes.

"losing a parent is hard.."

"yeah. she was.."

lie lie lie.

"different."

i don't know what to say next.

"i'm sorry."

"it's okay."

"did you.. did she have a funeral?"

"she did."

"did you go?"

"i did."

"oh."

i ignored the tears falling. i expected him to comment on the tears. but he didn't. he just gives me a hug. 

and the silence was comforting. 

a/n: losing someone is hard.