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but after that,
i watched him drift.

i mean, this wasn't the first time this had happened to me.
before we'd met, i had a best friend
she was beautiful, powerful, and charismatic
and i was the opposite

one day, she turned around to me, and said
"i don't want to be friends with you anymore."
i remember pleading, crying, begging... but nothing did it.
i watched her walk away from me
as everyone did
and as everyone always will.

it wasn't that dramatic
but it felt worse.

especially because it was her

again,
she was my best friend
she was so so so beautiful, charismatic, and just so loved
and i guess i'm still the opposite.

yeah, it hurt that she was my best friend
and i was second best to my own friends
and that neither of them had the guts to tell me—
but it hurt most that they tried to lie to protect my feelings.

"oh, no, i don't like him anymore!"
"no, i don't like anyone at the moment."
"he's a prick, seriously, you should get over him."
"there's no one that's really my type."

lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie after lie

and i'm so tired of it.

what if i start lying?

"it's fine, don't worry about it."

will you see through them?

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