I was been by
your side ever since the world began, yet merely kidding aside. Seriously
speaking, I was akin to a sanatorium when on earth you’re hurt albeit it’s not
in the flesh but rather, deep within your dilapidated heart owing to the lass
you had loved the most, yet doesn’t know how to set store on your magnitude and
hurts you forever and a day. I was there to mop up the tears incessantly
tumbling right down your cheeks, advising you got to set your heart free from the
grounds of your sufferings for I can’t bear seeing you akin to that. It barely
hurts me further.
Days come to
pass and the camaraderie we had build up even further so as to take upon myself
that we’re falling with one another whereas you are the grounds of my gaiety.
Reminiscent of there were butterflies gleefully bopping in my belly as well as
party animals who painted the town red in my stomach. Without a doubt, I was
infatuated with you, if truth be told. I know it’s quite off the beam to be
smitten with your own chum yet I can’t steer clear of you, the thoughts of you
relentlessly surfacing out in my mind.
By a quirk of
fate, I heard you with the love of yours, the girl who does nothing but to hurt
you awfully putting heads together on the subject of me. I have no idea why I
turn out to be the area of discussion out of the blue when in fact; I have
nothing to do with what you have.
“I don’t have a
thing on her. I was with her at all times because I needed someone to lean on
when on earth you’ve hurt me. She’s kind and I know she knows that too.
After all, she’s my friend.”
At this
jiffy, I couldn't bring to a standstill the tears incessantly falling right
down my cheeks for you had said something which means the whole thing to me.
The whole lot you had spent with me means zilch to you whilst it was something
carrying a great weight to me. I’m dim-witted to fall in love with my chum when
in fact; we couldn't go further from there, for I am a friend, a veracity so as
to make my heart the worse for wear.
He’s dumb and
I’m dense to fall for him. I thought that someday he could see my worth, that
for all these years, I was been there when he needed someone to lean on, to
talk to whereas he’ll be smitten with me and we could have a happily ever after
story. Why am I being so presumptuous anyways?
After all, he’s my friend.
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