Life is What it is

Ant

"Hey, you're cute. Let's be friends"
Wow. Way to be blunt about that. But, hey? I'm blunt anyways.

This friendship started of weird and awkward. But, he is nice. He is a great person. Of course, I only know from media. My internet friend that I've had a slight crush on.

It's true that when I hit up his line, I was shooting my shot.

But I shot and I missed. So, now I'm here stuck in friend-zoned. Like always. Typical. I'm actually starting to get use to it. I'm content with just being friends.

Oh, you must be wondering why this chapter is called, "Ant" huh?
Well, internet boy's nickname that I gave him is Ant Boy.

Our friendship has lots of memes involved. I'd text him everyday and he's be busy with work, but he does what he can to reply. When he is dreading work, I'll cheer him up or root him on with a meme. Many memes.

It was kinda uncomfortable. I mean I liked him, but I knew he knew I like him. I wasn't trying to hide it. But when it came to he really was clear.

"What if I told you I was going for someone else?"

"Well, whats done is done. I'm still trying to be friends regardless."

He told me he didn't expect me to say that. That he expected me to tell him that I'll leave him alone.

Maybe thats what he wanted? For me to leave him alone. In the long run, I told him I really just wanted to be friends now. I didn't think my feelings would grow.

Now you're probably reading this going, "Well, no shit Sherlock"

But yes, my feelings grew stronger with each reply. But, I made a promise to myself. To just stay as a friend.

After our conversation, he started opening up to me more. We were beginning to extend our friendship. He'd actually text more often than usual. We say our usual 'good mornings' or 'goodnight and sweet dreams'.

Our conversations had no awkwardness. We started to flow better. But eventually, that all started to die down.

I guess I was starting to annoy him because his replies started coming slower.

7 AM. New Message
"Hey, sorry I didn't reply. Good Morning, Buddy."

I replied.

10 PM. New Message
"Hey, sorry I couldn't reply. But goodnight and sweet dreams."

Day two was no different either.
Day three I only got a good morning.
Day four, five, and six passed.

I got nothing.

I guess the friendship we had would've been weird anyways.

I know you won't see this. But, I have to say something.

Thank you, Ant Boy. For trying to befriend me.