distance .ೃ࿔ ✈︎ *:・

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He didn't want to go out on such a night, but it was a risk he was willing to make. It was only natural that he would want to spend time with the person he loved. Or at least he thought he loved them. Love wasn't really a feeling to him but more of a state of feeling. Although, not many people share this same definition. Regardless of that, he thought this person felt the same way about him. Maybe they did, or maybe they didn't.

It was a late Saturday night in July. He was finally able to see the person he liked again after a month. The cool summer air around them made the conversation feel more tense then it actually was. It was supposed to be a simple meet up between two friends. Or at least, that's what he had to tell himself. Meeting up at the park is completely casual, right?

A lot had happened during the month before.

Traveling to a different country for the summer was sure to bring new experiences and people who he would have never encountered otherwise. Truthfully, it was difficult to say a few things out loud. Did he still have feelings? Does distance truly make the heart grow fonder, or was that just another lie told to him? Was he even supposed to feel this way? Sure, he and this person were not in an official relationship, but that doesn't mean no feelings could be hurt. If anything, that gave more of a reason for feelings to be hurt.

He had sensed some things changed between them during his month long trip. They both knew distance would hurt them, there was no point in denying that; but it was obvious there was something else going on. All that could be heard was silence, met with a long sigh.

Did I do something wrong?

He almost said it out loud, but stopped himself.

Tonight was the night they would finally talk everything out. The tension was high, and not in a kind way. There's no way of telling how tonight will go.





by: k

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