𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚 ; 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙤 [DISCONTINUED]

she was

she was crying as usual on her shoulder, what else could she be?
shes her friend she has to protect her.
she has to let her cry on her shoulder anytime she needed to.

she was always like this.

she was always the type to fall in love with someone who doesn't like her back.

she was always the type who doesn't feel nor notice the love being addressed to her.

she was the type of girl who hirai momo fell in love with.

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"am I not beautiful?"

sana said shoving a spoon full of strawberry ice cream in her mouth,
sobbing.

"you're gorgeous, sana."

momo simply replied, but she sure did mean it.

"then-then why did she have to leave me?"

she said repeating all of her actions a second ago.

"I don't know but, she's probably the dumbest person who ever lived. she broke up with a gorgeous girl like you!"

the peach tried lighting up her mood but she was too "devastated".

she's always like this, like literally always, she wasn't really a player in fact she was always the one who is being played with.

week by week she would always have a new girlfriend, and by the end of it they would always break up.

it's always like that, momo's already used to it.

she always tried to make her realize that she's always being played with, but she's too stubborn. what else can she do.

all the peach could offer is to let her cry on her shoulder, let her drench the peach's clothes, help her wipe off the tears falling down from her beautiful eyes.

sana was like that, momo was like that.
sana would rain on momo, momo would let sana rain on her.

because that's what friends are for right? yeah... friends.

she's a fool for falling in love with her,

but falling in love with her was the best thing she's ever felt.

she got to feel things no one can ever make her feel because only her can make momo feel it, not in a weird sexual way.

she would always make her feel loved, she would always.

they've got each other's backs, they have each other.

sana has her, momo has her.

momo wants her, sana doesn't.

that's what practically happens everyday on momo's so called not so special life.

she would always have thoughts of them, them being together more than friends.

and she'd always fall in love with that
idea of them everyday

i know I know, shes like one of those characters from a story who's selfish enough to hide one's feelings from a friend when they both actually promised not to hide anything.

they promised each other not leave their backs.

that's what momo was doing, she didn't break it.

shes saving their friendship from turning to happy nostalgic memories.

she's been keeping her promise for a very long time.

but she can't decide on whether she would keep it longer from her because she knows very well sana will eventually know,

not now but sooner.

now that she's going back to japan to continue her studies,

she has to tell her.

it's no use she already broke one promise and will break another one in the near future.

might as well roll with it.

she's a bad friend for breaking promises.

but aren't promises supposed to cover lies? truths that can't be told? secrets?

well that's what promises meant for momo, she's thankful she has them so she can hide everything from sana.

hiding the pain, the joy, everything.

and it was all because of her,

sana.

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