Here's a different story. A story about a friend I never thought I could ever open up to. But I've come to a point where I kinda need him. We have no romantic chemistry, although I do admit to having a crush on him before. (He's kinda cute k? Or I used to think so. Hehe)
I wish he wasn't going off this weekend of all weekends. Because this is the first week I actually really need to talk to him. I feel bad for complaining about our empty conversations now, though there are still some of those. It doesn't matter. He's my friend. I want him to stay, but I want another to go.
Funny how my mind works, huh?
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