The ajar door

Ma black man, we just can't separate for ever, can we?

You can have 34567 ex-boyfriends/crushes, who cares? You don't speak to 99% of them because it didn't work based on their stupidity and the 1% killed your patience and nailed your hate for monotony because everything was so perfect that every time you watched TV and a couple fought and you looked at your mobile phone and saw 00:00 your first wish was: let us fight for something. But that 1% is who you still talk to. That's the rules, I guess, but my thing is that I go against the rules and my ex crush belongs to the 99% of those who I'd kill if I ever saw them like 5 minutes after the "break-up time". Well this went against the rules not because I was dumb and started to talk him (jiggles, I have much more stuff to do!) but we managed to talk 3 months later let's be honest I wouldn't listen to him any sooner so now we're friends, JUST friends. Everybody has their lives but still the way he knew me then, he knows me now. See, I just love this type of people - they aren't present in your life but they know you from A to Z and they stay by your side no matter what. They never let you close the door entirely between the two of you and once again I let the ajar door, while texting him he said "C'mon text me, don't be stubborn, I know something's wrong with you!" and I was like " And we got telepathy since when?" (jiggles), you see, friends aren't the ones who are every day with you they're the ones that even if they're on Mars, if you need them everyday, they'll be there for you.