Well i kinda like this.
To me it kind of represents one of the sides of me at the moment that can actually handle, that i actuallly like.
As i sat there i could feel his eyes on me, it uses all my will power to make it so i dont look over at him. I give in and casually turn my eyes in his direction, he looks down and then back to me.
I return it.
It hurts that i know that this is all pointless, “I just need an escape from my life right now. I need somebody to talk to that doesn’t know every little detail about my life,” I think as i look back away.
Now it all hurts because there is nothing i can do, there is no escape, and there is no way that i can explain to him what his friendship would mean to me.