I still remember how you would shower me with affection.
beautiful,
unique,
Irreplaceable.
Oh, how we would text all through the night,
Dreaming of the day you and I would finally run away from our similar, toxic lives.
We'd beam over our wild dreams we drempt the night before of each other, in the early A.M, oh how we knew it'd be impossible due to my forbidding parents.
I felt so empowered, being friends with someone as amazing and loved as you.
I would hear people talking about how amazing you are, and when I would join in, they showed significant doubt that I even talked to you.
That was always embarrassing.
You would come give me a hug every morning and any other chance you had.
I truly felt loved.
But then, things changed. And you knew I was afraid of such thing.
You became like the others. While you used to be different but popular, you became normal and even more popular.
It was a new wound in my fragile heart, that I knew would never be mended.
Truth is, I still love you.
Not as a way of showing we liked each other, but the way of showing you where all I had.
I've always been introverted and was proud of becoming your friend.
We soon stopped talking as often, we stopped dreaming of each other, well..you did at least.
I can't go a day without thinking about your smirk and that huge smile you would shine, as it would melt hearts.
I still love you.
We still follow each other on social media, and it's toxic.
I hate seeing all of the girls that flood into your comment section each time you post.
You even have a beautiful girlfriend now, I'm so happy for you.
But I'll never gain back our friendship.
And it's heartbreaking.
I love you Ross. I love you more than you could ever think of.
