missing my bestie pt 2
they're on a literal fucking island but i feel alone i feel the loss of them i wonder if they feel it too and i expect they do. probably. but do they know the way they could have my complete and utter devotion if they were only to ask for it if they were to say to me a few small words or so that would push me to throw caution to the wind this friendship is so precious to me and i fear losing it so much and i fear changing it and i worry about others and i worry about myself. i have convinced myself it is out of the question, out of my reach, an inconvenience for them. i could take the rejection i know but it would hurt and it would change things and i would have to give up on the possibility that was unlikely from the start. so instead i try to be the best possible friend i can be but i fear i may have failed. do i give up? i cannot simply leave them on the island where they are cared for but still alone but i also cannot drag them back to waste away in the purgatory i have created. i must improve myself forever. were those old words hints? like i stored them inside me, nuggets of possibility... how do they feel? why can't i just ask
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