Saturday

I might be in like with you, whatever that means

It's 4 AM and I'm still at a friend's place, watching YouTube videos and playing games on my phone. Suddenly, I guess, when our knees touch or our fingers accidentally brush, it feels a little different.

I guess it was no surprise when I woke up the next morning, him having passed out on the bed beside me, that I just had to say, "I'm afraid that the more time I spend with you, the more my feelings will develop for you."

To which he says, "why is that bad?"

I just had to answer, "because it's one-sided."

But he replied with, "I feel the same way."

And for that moment, it was enough.

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