Best Friend x Spill
Tell me about him, she says.
Hesitation.
An open mouth that falls silent.
So many emotions blurring into one, but nothing to say.
Would it be better to share thoughts instead of words?
26 letters are not enough.
How does one share a shaky grin, a breath released in private?
A nervous giggle when scrolling through messages
The slightly exasperated understanding everyone else exudes
Ah, yes.
Look at that face.
Look at that girl.
Bright eyes, crooked smile -
you know what you're looking at.
She'sin love infatuated.
Tell me about him, she says.
I laugh, hesitate, comb my fingers through my hair.
I'm not sure what to say, I say.
Let's wait till the next date.
Hesitation.
An open mouth that falls silent.
So many emotions blurring into one, but nothing to say.
Would it be better to share thoughts instead of words?
26 letters are not enough.
How does one share a shaky grin, a breath released in private?
A nervous giggle when scrolling through messages
The slightly exasperated understanding everyone else exudes
Ah, yes.
Look at that face.
Look at that girl.
Bright eyes, crooked smile -
you know what you're looking at.
She's
Tell me about him, she says.
I laugh, hesitate, comb my fingers through my hair.
I'm not sure what to say, I say.
Let's wait till the next date.
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