When I finally had the courage.
To ask you.
To be my friend.
I had ran through the halls.
To find you.
When I did.
I asked you.
"Can we be friends?"
You smiled.
That damn smile.
And you spoke up.
And had said.
"Yes"
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The Quiet One✔️
Short Story"I'd be crying out of sadness and depression right now, but I can't because I have no tears left"
