that night back in high school was pretty much unforgetable, for both of them. their hands were tied, into a knot. their heads were facing into the stars in the sky.
he talked all the sweet words until she felt like she had diabet. his words were sweet indeed, but he was sweeter.
"you know we have each other's back, don't you?" he asked—more like, he said.
"um... yeah?" she asked back, had no clue.
he smiled, then nodded.
if only they knew, that wasn't how the universe worked.
he had her back,
but not for the exact opposite.
YOU ARE READING
conversations and a cup of coffee.
Random[written in lowercase] the feels when he left, the darkness he gave, the promises he denied. *as bitter as a cup of coffee, but, she still wanna drink that anyways.*
