Sam.
7 months ago.
I was happy. Happy that she was happy.
We never saw this being us.
We never thought of this being us.
But it felt so great. Like when you finally reach the end of a maze.
She smiled a lot more.
She talked a lot more.
She laughed a lot more.
Genuinely. She laughed genuinely, not to be polite.
She was happy. So I kept being happy too.
But it was never really what it wasn't when we were just friends.
It was exactly the same.
And I thought we both liked it that way.
I never asked if what we were doing was part of the relationship. She would be sad and grow smaller. Smaller. Like before when the ice cream stall closed.
I never asked,
because I was too scared to admit that,
what we were doing was wrong.
It wasn't anything that it was before.
It kept growing smaller.
Growing distant.
And that maze that we just finished at the beginning?
Someone clicked reset.
And we were back at the starting point.
Waiting.
Waiting.
And we reached a dead end.
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A/N:
Sorry for the wait. I swear, I'll publish the next one within this week. Thank you so much for reading this far.
P.S., Things between Sam and Liv are going to get better. Stay tuned!
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