➵ long lost

[qwill.]

a collection of stories and short poems by me
please, don't post

[qwill.]

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am i cold and selfish?
am i antisocial and passive?

why can't i be?

[qwill.]

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dear boy,

I don't know what to think of you. Twelve years, has it been? And you smile and compete with me and we have fun. I remember having feelings for you when I was younger. Like, really young. Five or six. But now...I just want to thank you for being a good friend to me. Everyone else has an opinion. Everyone else makes things difficult. You and I...well, we're like stars. We twinkle and shine, but we don't really die. Our friendship hasn't ever died. But if it does, the results will be nuclear, and suck everyone around us in. So I don't know how you feel about me, but thanks. You're a better one then most.

love,
a girl

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dear other boy,

Why can't I stop thinking about you? Why is it that you are so kind and chivalrous and cute, but something always keeps us apart? What is it that does that? Why is it that whenever I think of someone I could maybe, just maybe have a life with, my mind wanders to you? But you're a bad idea, and I know that. I can't live in both worlds, and neither can you. So can you just stop being adorable. And don't ever wear that hat again. Stop loving Queen, and Indiana Jones. Stop being a closet lego fan. Stop singing, because even though it's horrible, you mean well. That's not okay. Stop being in all of my classes. Nope. Stop making eye contact with me, stop smiling, because I just can't handle it.

love,
the same girl

p.s.
both of you together makes me happy. you can keep doing that, okay?
okay.

[qwill.]

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jon: where can I write my phone number?
me: here, on my contacts list
jon: good
you can text me now
we can have philosophical debates
me: . . .
jon walks away

[qwill.]

➵ is bravery the absence of fear, or the acceptance of it?

[qwill.]

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music is a kind
of promise
that never breaks

never

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"what?" I asked, looking up from the conversation.

"nothing," he answered, blue eyes shining.

but I saw his smile.