the rest was just talking, on the phone and sending memes to each other and acting edgy and weird around each other. we'd spent hours on the phone talking about all kinds of shit. it was great. she was great. but what i could never say to her was that i loved her. i felt like if i said it shed laugh and make fun of it and call me a gay girly boy. so i held it, for about a week or two. by the time we had reached about a month, we had kind of an arguement. her "friends" had told her that i was still "talking" to an ex. she said she belived them and didnt have a choice but to end it. i didnt fight back. if she belived her friends over me, then fine. right then and there, i knew i fucked up. i still miss her, our calls and stuff. we do talk but its not as how it used to be. it sucks, knowing i lost my bestfriend
