Platonic Trechory
“You’re the only one that cares about me” Tears in my eyes, cheeks in pain from this platonic feeling. Such a warm embrace- the best feeling. Someone to rely on a freind, my scars are healing.
“That’s the thing you cared too much” Air giving up, legs dancing above the floor. Her lungs forget to breathe as my arm goes sore. The once warm embrace, and the hug that hurt my face fades away. I couldn’t care less anyway.
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