I waited for a response.
But it never came around.
I was left hanging by a thread.
Of course.
Why would he still want to be friends with me?
I'll never be enough to give him happiness.
And as time passed,
We grew more distant.
He grew brighter,
And I grew darker.
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stars
Short Storyevery time i look at the night sky, i think of you shining in all of your brightness like a star.
