"Smile, because smiles can mean everything and nothing."
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Hey, C. Still up?
I yawn, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I blearily stare at the screen. It’s 11:49pm according to the digital clock on my dresser top, and after doing a two-night movie marathon, it is a well-deserved and accepted time for a college girl to be asleep.
Yep. Wazzup? I reply, stretching my neck in an attempt to wake myself.
I miss you. <3
Suddenly, all my cells wake up, and I sit as straight as a rod. Three words, and my heart is already getting out of hand.
I miss you more – delete, delete – Really? Me too.
NO! I delete the silly-sounding responses my fingers typed three more times before I concede with a lame, Uh-huh.
His reply is quick.
U shud say I miss you too =’(
Are u drunk, W?
Warren is a friend I haven’t seen in a long time, like a long long time. I’m talking about years long. He’s one of the nicest guys out there, and believe me when I say, I’ve seen and met a lot. It is quite a surprise to actually hear from him out of the blue. But who am I kidding? Not myself. I always check my phone for his messages, and I stalk his FB page every night, hoping that he’ll be online and I can find a good enough reason to chat him up.
Last month, we were talking every night until one of us fell asleep. Then suddenly, he became too busy for me. And I tried to be busier still. And like always, I never, ever initiated talking to him, for fear that he would realize what I truly feel.
Cliché?
Yes, I admit. I’m in love with my best friend. I’m in love with a guy who lived hundreds of miles away but knows exactly what to say to make me smile and laugh. So what if it’s one-sided?
Yes. I’m drunk w/ my love for u. Is it wrong to miss u, C?
My heart twists uneasily. How can he say that easily? If I am not used to his flirting tendencies, I would have succumbed to his charms a long time ago. But I learned the hard way how it’s easier to pretend with him.
He keeps a steady girlfriend – Rachelle. He loves her; it is obvious. You’ll have to be blind if you can’t see how stupid he acts when she’s with him. To him, I am nothing but a mere friend who happened to be a girl. He believes I’m safe. Immune to him even. If that doesn’t hurt, I don’t know what will.
I sigh, replying after thinking of a suitable response for a minute too long. If u say so… how’s ur day?
Good, but better if ur here.
I know. I’m addicting that way.
I’m addicted to u <3
Ha ha. Addicts go 2 jail, W.
Eh? Come with me. Ur a criminal for stealing my heart. =)))
I bite my lower lip, but I can’t help but feel the warmth in my cheeks. Shut up. =P
It takes him three minutes to reply, and by that time, I’m already restlessly rolling around my bed. Found a boyfriend there? Am I no longer #1 in ur heart?
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Best Friends
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