Your Friend.

I remember the day we met the moth. 

Su.

They had asked if we were together.

I remember your laughter.

I tried to laugh too but I couldn’t find the heart for it.

I knew why you thought it was funny.

But I was too focused on why it wasn’t.

Because would it have been a bad thing?

To have said, “yes” instead of “no” ?

And so I focused on the music.

Making myself forget about it.

But ever since then I wondered.

Would it be a bad thing to be considered that way?

Then I realized how crazy of a thought that was.

I didn’t like you.

And if I’m being honest.

When I first met you, I avoided you.

I didn’t like you immediately like the others did.

I don’t know why.

You weren’t a bad person.

I knew that.

I just didn’t want to be around you.

So I went anywhere I could to avoid you.

I went to the Starlit Desert.

And I waited until you left.

Every now and then you would come online to greet us.

I always felt oddly silent.

I had nothing to say to you.
So normally I would focus on Zost instead.

The two of you tended to get along better than the others.

And it kinda hurt.

Everyone had someone.

And I just sort of stuck out like a sore thumb.

But I was wrong.

There was Fox and Sun.

But the next pair has always been Zost and Puppy.

I didn’t see that until later on.

They often did candle runs together, or alone..

Still you didn’t come online much then.

So I had to meet new people.

I was hoping to become closer friends with Kai.

But he ended up being more busy than you were.

Then I met someone else.

He was odd.

And then one day you came online and we were getting wl.

Until he came on as well.

I think the moment I decided to give you a chance was then.

Because I remember you saying,

“Would you like to go and join your friend?”

And I didn’t have to think about it when I replied with.

“No, I was already here with you.”

And I never saw him since. 

But that didn’t bother me.

Not in the slightest.

So maybe that’s why I froze.

Seeing you laugh at what Su had said.

Maybe I had already given in.

Maybe I already cared.

I just didn’t know how much.

Because who would ever think that of a friend?

Isn’t that what we are, friends?

Nothing less, nothing more.

Sometimes that's a thing that needs to be spoken.

And I won’t be the one to say it first.