Vyshnoo

I fell in love with my best friend

​And then, it was just another morning.
She was waiting for his text.
He didn’t text her. And today, she ticked off the 89th day, like she was habituated.
She wasn’t ready to believe that he didn’t care anymore. She still kissed the teddy he gave her, every morning. I told her, to forget him now. She stuttered again and said “He w-will come b-back. Don’t kill m-my hope. B-butterflies are living proofs.”
I didn’t believe in her philosophy. It was really difficult to see her face. The glow faded away. The colours she dreamt about were now in black and white.
Every Time she saw his photographs, she died a little more and more.
She knew he wasn’t coming back. She knew it all. She just couldn’t accept it.
I couldn’t tell her. I fell in love with my best friend, but she liked boys. I screamed everyday within the four walls in my head.
But that day, I got the courage to tell her. She didn’t overreact about it. She explained me that she loved me as her best friend. She could see my heart breaking apart. She hugged me as I fell down on her bedroom floor. I cried until my eyes were swollen and suddenly got up and ran out to my car and drove away.
She didn’t stop me.
I drove away from the city and sat isolated in the forest that we had gone for trekking together, last summer.