You always act strong and in control. I can just leave you alone because you can handle things on your own. I can just let go of your hand when we held, I can just not hug you, I can just not inquire about the hard moments of your life. You’re too strong that I just took you for granted. And I thought that as long as I’m willing to be treated the same way, it’s fine.
We don’t cry. We didn’t complain. We call each other friend. But between being strong and numb, I think there’s a difference.
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