you asked me why you. and i told you a few of the qualities i find in you. i also told you that our relationship was very much based on friendship but did not limit itself to it, and that is something that i cherished. but let me tell you why you.
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it is you because you are the person i want to study with, to make fun of you for writing bad characters, that you make fun of me because i failed the class so why would i know?
you are the person i can spend my fridays with, drinking, going out, clubbing or chilling. you will wait for me to finish work before we can hangout some more
you are the person i am hungover with. we spend that day hoping it gets better so we watch scary movies or youtube videos that teach me a bit more about how your mind works. we eat uber eats because we are lazy and we barely get out of bed.
you are my best friend because you make fun of me in a way that you would never harm me. you convince me to watch these scary movies just so you can see my frightened eyes desperately looking for the comfort of your look. you are with me if anything happens, anytime.
you are (not) my boyfriend because you make me watch scary movies so i can crawl back into your arms. you give me food to ensure i am okay. you make me blush when you compliment me.
YOU ARE READING
Récits d'un amour compliqué
PoetrySome texts I have written when my heart opens when the moon is shining, while I smoke, sobbing, my poor cigarette.
