it's nice to imagine- the feeling I just don't trust myself to feel that strongly with people, if I feel it I worry it's not normal or temporary. And that when everything's burnt out I'll just be left feeling gross and regretful.
"I get worried when I feel that too."
But you're still able to do things, you still allow yourself to do and feel things regardless, and I'm envious of you for that. I'm still trying to figure out whether I should be though. I feel ultimately we're both cowards in some way.
"oh yeah?"
But maybe that's just one of the reasons why I feel comfortable talking to you and want to be your friend.
"I suppose so"
It's a weirder reason out of the bunch, but in the end I like you, and I appreciate our conversations.
"As do I"
Thank you.
[My friend, who would normally call me names and degrade my words, who's conversations are just back and forth belittling statements between us, we deceive and taunt and threaten each other- my friend who is just as human as me, thank you for listening to me every once and a while, thank you for being a mutual enemy, a mentor, a dry-humored jerk- you're a type of friend I need only one of, and I'm damn glad it's you]
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