(r/g) = random girl
(b/f) = best friend
(s/m) = social media
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feeling used
but i'm still missing you
and i can't see the end of this
just wanna feel your kiss against my lips
and now all this time is passing by
but i still can't seem to tell you why
it hurts me every time i see you
realize how much i need you
(y/n) walked to (b/f)'s house, fully soaked. Her expression was blank, her tears brimming with tears as the conversation her "boyfriend" had with (r/g) replayed in her mind. Never would she have guessed that Noya was using her to make (r/g) jealous.
But the poor girl couldn't help it. She still missed the boy. All she wanted was to feel his lips smiling against hers like their first kiss.
(b/f) was walking home when she saw (y/n) sitting outside her house, crying.
"(y/n)!"
i hate you, i love you
i hate that i love you
don't want to but i can't put nobody else above you
i hate you, i love you
i hate that i want you
you want her, you need her
but i'll never be her
"That piece of shit! I'm gon--" (y/n) shook her head, her expression still blank.
"It's ok (b/f). I should have known better." (b/f) cried for her friend as she hugged her.
That night, (y/n) dreamt of the times she shared with Noya. Looking back at everything, she realized how obvious it should have been.
Noya would always look at (r/g) when she was with her boyfriend and whenever (r/g) would call, he'd pick it up immediately. (y/n) recalled one night when (r/g) came to Noya's door in tears. He had (y/n) go home so he could comfort (r/g).
"Why?" (y/n) cried in her sleep.
i miss you when i can't sleep
or right after coffee
or right when i can't eat
i miss you in my front seat
still got sand in my sweaters
