car radio::malum

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11.52PM

"michael.. i-im sorry" he stutters softly

"its ok, of course it wasnt your choice to kiss a girl" i say

im rude now, god im so fucking stupid

"it wasnt, she came after me" he defends

"and i think youre better off with her" i lift my head from his

"what? shes crazy in the head" he looks at me. but i was still looking at my fingers, that ive been twiddling for the past minutes.

im too.

"i just think youre better with someone else but me" i whisper

"yeah, you think, but im not, im never going to leave" he says, the sorrow in his voice was replaced by hope.

"ive been told that many times" i say simply

"did they leave?" he asks

"sometimes you gotta bleed to know"