"finally, i've had it with her", someone inside his brain screamed as he threw his phone on the cushion, subconsciously careful of it not hitting anywhere else. it was a phone gifted by her. then, he threw himself on the bed and switched on the tv. he pushed the volume button up until the speakers couldn't push themselves anymore, just to drown the contrasting voices inside his head. but such attempts, more often than not, go in vain.
"it has been two years now, you nerd, asshole, you fool. stop tailing her."
"i am not tailing her and i am no fool, i think deep down she loves me"
"hahaha you keep telling yourself that. i just know one thing, if it was supposed to happen..."
"yeah yeah i know, it should have happened till now. but two years man, it'd be hard to let go now"
"are you clinging on because you can't let go of her, is that the reason enough"
"ah you talk about reasons, i'd give you plenty of that"
"go on (scuffs)"
"only a week before she told me that i am the only true friend she has right now"
"beep. you win the housecup of the school of friendzone. next"
"okay asshole, what about this. she told me once that i am one of the best things that has happened to her"
"man she is a player..."
"you are such a pessimistic scoundrel, you swine, you..."
"woah man, all i am saying is deep down, you ask yourself that once, do you even like her. i have seen
you crying like a pussy when she does not pick up your phone, or poses like a bitch with other guys,
guys tenfold smarter than you. you've had it with her man, you do not like her, just move on..."
"you devil, yeah maybe i do not like some of her habits or herself sometimes, but..is something ringing?"
he jumps out of his bed like a flying ninja, runs up to the couch and checks out his phone. a text that read,
"sorry dear, dozed off, please call me asap. got something to tell you"
his own voice got some ground.
"yeah maybe i do not like her, but the scene is, my dear brain, i love her."
"it has been two years now, you nerd, asshole, you fool. stop tailing her."
"i am not tailing her and i am no fool, i think deep down she loves me"
"hahaha you keep telling yourself that. i just know one thing, if it was supposed to happen..."
"yeah yeah i know, it should have happened till now. but two years man, it'd be hard to let go now"
"are you clinging on because you can't let go of her, is that the reason enough"
"ah you talk about reasons, i'd give you plenty of that"
"go on (scuffs)"
"only a week before she told me that i am the only true friend she has right now"
"beep. you win the housecup of the school of friendzone. next"
"okay asshole, what about this. she told me once that i am one of the best things that has happened to her"
"man she is a player..."
"you are such a pessimistic scoundrel, you swine, you..."
"woah man, all i am saying is deep down, you ask yourself that once, do you even like her. i have seen
you crying like a pussy when she does not pick up your phone, or poses like a bitch with other guys,
guys tenfold smarter than you. you've had it with her man, you do not like her, just move on..."
"you devil, yeah maybe i do not like some of her habits or herself sometimes, but..is something ringing?"
he jumps out of his bed like a flying ninja, runs up to the couch and checks out his phone. a text that read,
"sorry dear, dozed off, please call me asap. got something to tell you"
his own voice got some ground.
"yeah maybe i do not like her, but the scene is, my dear brain, i love her."
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