Boomzda

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It’s getting harder and harder to pull away from you. It’s almost impossible, we would somehow, someway idk how talk again. Yeah can’t deny that those night conversations were super awesome, cheers me up no matter how moodless or how angst i am that day. Actually just your smile does. Not forgetting that kinda easy silence that is so hard to come by. I hate how i know you still like “Iv..”, i’d rather not know it. I really wanna be like him, being able to say idc if you still like him, i like you and go ahead and feel so bloodyy optimistic. But nahh i do care actually. This thing turned out idk i didnt expect myself to like to so much either, but it just happened so whtever. But it’s getting really tiring to pretend everyday. Pretend to be happy, fake one fucked up shit smile whenever i see you. I know someday, somehow we’re gonna be like strangers again. Like complete ones, like nth has every happened between the lines. What’s new…..