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We've always been close.

So nonchalant and chill

around each other.

 

And then...

A girl came into the picture.

One of my bestfriends.

Bestfriends.

That's us.

I thought.

 

How could you say that?

I don't care how much you feel it.

You don't say it.

You never say it aloud.

You could've at least told me.

 

But no.

 

You told her instead.

 

The sting... From hearing it from her.

It makes me happy that I made you bleed,

even it was an accident.

I don't even care for you

in that kind of a way,

and you're about to be

the first guy I've ever

cried over.

Ever.

 

And we were supposed to be

bestfriends.

 

It isn't even what you said,

so much as what you

did.

Rather, didn't do.

Won't do.

Why?

Just answer that.

 

You barely know her,

and you've already danced with her.

Held her hand.

Hugged her.

 

I can't think of it.

I just can't.

The tears

are welling up behind my eyes.

I can feel the pressure,

As if they'll pop out of socket

at any given moment.

 

I'm angry.

Sad.

Jealous.

I miss you.

 

Oh, how you've changed.

You talk to her more than you do

to your two best girl friends.

I talked to her.

Told her what you've done.

What you're doing.

We don't understand it.

 

We miss you.

We want you back.

We three...

We used to be the closest of friends.

But... Now it's just her and me.

We miss you...

Come back?

Unless you just care for her.

 

No.

Don't come back.

Not until

you get your hormones

in order.

You're being a jerk.

 

I can't carry on.

I can't even see the screen.

I'm too blinded

by hot tears

of anger...

of guilt...

of sorrow...

I can't.

 

I'm so sorry.

But we miss you.

And I feel like I'm dying,

it's so unnatural without you in our trio...

Rather duo, now.

But you love her.

You won't leave her,

you'll barely talk to or about

anyone or anything else.

Maybe your old 'best girl friend' was right.

 

Maybe we're not meant to be friends.

 

But I can't bring myself to understand what you're doing, still.

Why you're being so rude.

So ignorant.

So jock.

So stereotypical of a teenage boy.

Of a quarterback.

 

All we want is our 'bestfriend' back.

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Wow... I can tell this is really coming deep from the soul...