I know you. stop pretending to be something you aren't simply for likes. I laughed with you when you were simply yourself, but when you became another person and I no longer could understand how it felt to be close to you anymore. As I sit there on my couch with you, we sit at a distance because we no longer understand each other, we can no longer click with our thoughts because you simply aren't you. You became my friend with your silly laugh and kiddish jokes, you became my best friend when I pushed everyone out and you stayed, you became my sister when at night my cries became known to you and my pain was no longer a secret, and then you became a stranger to me when you put on that silly mask and became the world.
