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EACH DAY I WAKE, I WISH I'M SOMEONE ELSE
I sat down on the couch, right next to him and took a second. "So...what'd you come here for?" I asked, trying my best to not sound rude. "We need to talk about these last couple of days, Ally." He stated, and looked back up at me. I dreaded this conversation, because I felt like we would argue and separate even more. "I said some things I didn't mean and I got out of hand. I'm sorry." He admitted and kept staring at me, sympathetically. "I'm sorry, too." I said, looking away from his gaze. It was quiet for a few seconds, but it wasn't the awkward silence like usual. It was the kind of silence you could relax in. The kind where you could just think for hours on end, and enjoy the time. "Did you mean what you said, Dante?" I asked him, and he lifted his head back up in my direction. It took him a second, but he finally realized what I meant. "No, I didn't ally. I was just confused with myself. I was overthinking." He answered. "What are we?" I asked him and turned my body to face his. "To be honest...? I don't know." Dante said and scratched the back of his neck. I wanted to go back to how it was at first. All the love and happiness. But we changed like seasons. At times we'd be happy and free, like summer. At times we'd be cold and mean, like winter. We changed so much and we could never really keep up with each other. We talked for hours and hours, by the time we finished it was late in the evening. The sun started to set, but wasn't quite gone yet. "Thanks for talking with me, al. I've gotta head out." He said and started getting up off the couch. "Wait." I said without thinking and grabbed his arm softly. "Hmm?" He hummed in response, smiling like he knew what i was going to say. "Wanna stay the night? I mean you don't have to if you don't want t-" I rambled and let go of his arm. "I'd love to." He responded and I guess in a way it made me melt even more. I don't know how, but I was becoming aware of my feelings for him again. This time, they were stronger. "Mean girls?" I offered, smirking at him. "Uh, sure al." He smirked back. It was weird how fast we went in and out of our winter and summer. We changed quick. We forgave quick.
