Dear Girl

I win?

One day, you and your mom had such a bad argument that she had kicked you out. It was pouring rain outside. You called me sobbing.

You didn't want me to help, but I did anyway. I took you in, against my parents' will. I had to. I couldn't let you be homeless.

Although it was scary for you, you were genuinely happy, and so was I. We laughed and cried together. We snuggled and played video games. We cuddled to sleep and kissed and just, I really thought this was it. I thought this was our happy ending. I thought we'd be together.

We were literally a couple, but you never wanted to admit it. Something was wrong.

3 days later, you had been staring intently at your phone for a long time. I asked what was up.

You were looking at flights back to Pennsylvania.

I was distraught.

You were my closest friend, and what I thought to be my soulmate.

You left as quickly as you'd come.

This felt like the end.

After so many things that had happened before then, I had realized all my close friends inevitably leave me one day, whether it's moving away or just getting bored of me like an old toy and ghosting me. What was I supposed to do?

I had been scared of that moment with us. And knowing it was soon tore me apart.