Dancing on my own

"You're hiding. You're hiding behind your safe, crappy relationship with Henry, hoping no one notices that you're not in love with him. I notice," my best friend whispers to me as I glance over at you once again. I roll my eyes and fake a smile and through gritted teeth I say "I don't know [...]

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I wish I had met you seven years from now

I wish I had met you seven years from now. I wish I had met you when we weren't young and stupid and utterly obsessed with the drama of high school. My love for you was never the problem. You were never the question. It was the drama that surrounded us. It was the fact [...]

All too well

I woke up one day to you simultaneously ringing my doorbell and calling me on the phone. I jolted awake so confused that I started saying "hello" to a phone I hadn't even clicked answer on. Messy hair, Christmas pyjamas (yes still), red dressing gown and with only one slipper on I sprinted down the [...]