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we were sitting in his living room

he was channel surfing and I was staring numbly at the TV
how could it have gotten so awkward between us?
what went wrong?
why did I even bother showing up?
when suddenly he turned toward me with a thoughtful expression on his face
"why are you so quiet?"
I was silent for a moment, thinking over what to say
taking in a deep breath-I looked him in the eye,
"everything's changed between us. we don't have our day-long texting conversations anymore
it's gotten to the point that I keep more things to myself than let you in on.
Plus, we go to two separate schools. We lead two separate lives.
and to be honest, we are no longer what we used to be and we shouldn't be pretending we are."
that's when he dropped the remote and disappeared into his room
coming back out with piles of papers in his hands
"I didn't wanna show these to you but I need you to believe me when I say this."
I sifted through the pages and saw they were poems he had written.
I looked up and saw the tears forming in his eyes.
"Now it's my turn to be honest. I never stopped thinking about you,
and I know things have changed between us but change isn't always bad.
Please don't talk about going away because I miss you.
Even with you sitting right there,
I. miss. you.
And I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you."