Make a whole new religion

Somewhere along the way you fall a little deeper.
Part of you feels so happy.
Part of you so scared.
And you enjoy sitting beside him quietly.
Watching his fingers type on the keyboard.
Looking away when he's angry on the phone.
And you just want to sit beside him.
One day he asks
"What are you thinking?"
And you say
"Nothing"
He thought that you are keeping things from him.
And things start to change.
You grow sad.
And it's too late.
You know you'll be heart broken again.
And you tell your friends.
But they say
"Well it's not even a real relationship to me."
So you keep everything to yourself.
But
They can say whatever they want.
He can say whatever he wants.
And you can say whatever you want.
You are sad.
Very sad.
Because you really do like him a lot.

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