I just came back this afternoon from my second weekend home. It was great being back home,seeing my friends...Finding out things I never knew...
F2 has found herself a boyfriend. It is not any boyfriend either, it's her first. A big deal, anyone would think. The funny thing is how I found out about this: my mum told me. My mum. I found out that one of my best friends had started dating thanks to my mum. Just take a minute to process this.
So then, of course, after my initial shock, I decided to ask her what the hell my mum was talking about, and she replied with a pretty long message saying sorry and explaining everything. Explaining the whole 2 weeks and a half she had been dating this guy.
Wait? Did you say 2 weeks and a half?
Just fucking great.
So there I am, speachless. Thank God I asked, right?
And I am so scared shitless because I feel like she's so far away and she won't talk to me. And how are you supposed to have a friendship - and not just any friendship, but a special one- with someone who won't bother telling you this stuff.
How are we going to survive?
Are we going to survive?
Oh, please, let us survive.
Say that some things never die. Well I tried and I tried.