the confession
Don’t ask me how but i got him alone. Everyone had now gone home. He was always so peacefull when it was just me and him.I could never understand that. He and well, most of my friends can’t stand each other, but i could understand him more than anyone ever has.Then he asked me,”Why did you have to invit them.” I thought to myself,”well i would have loved to be just me and you more than anything but… ’’ Then he said before i could reply its ok i know they’re your friend, just that I am the one who can’t get along with them.We were silent for a while then i said,” look you don’t know how much i care about you i just want you to be happy. I don’t know why but i think i care about you more than anyone else, and when ever you are sad because of the way my friends treat you i feel your pain and i suffer with you. Even when i’m away from you i see you in everything and i worry about you because unlike them i know what you are feeling. This is where the story ends because his feelings for me still remain a mystery.