poet. ➸ phan

six

dan loathed it, but he was drifting away from phil.

phil would get flustered when talking to dan until one day he stopped entirely.

the one time they spoke, phil looked down afterwards, breathing in sharply. his face showed an expression of hatred - of himself.

dan still considered himself too awkward to fix their friendship. he just couldn't talk to him.

one night, at midnight, dan found himself on his phone when he found phil's number.

they had exchanged phone numbers months ago.

"you're deceived & i want you back. anything hurts more than this." he typed, watching his cursor flash a few times before deleting it.