determinant intricacies | 2

xxiii.

hank

was a sweetheart.

he made me smile

every time

we talked.

i couldn't help

the butterflies

in my stomach.

they reminded me

of

what i once felt

whenever

i looked at you.

i have

my best friend back,

and i don't need

to worry anymore.

i don't think

i can tell him;

that i'm bi,

i mean.

it'll break

his heart,

but..

..i do love him.

i won't tell him.

it'll be

too

sudden;

but then again..

so was

my confession.