wary.

[coppercurled]

"You make Europe sound so boring," he said to me.
I was aware of it; how I was talking now, my present nonchalance, compared to my excitement in describing it to others.
Not nonchalance, but wariness, not sure of how much I wanted to share or show my feelings.
Mostly because of what hurt me: the shitty goodbye, and the reappearance that seemed like

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missing a friend

[anonymous]

I can't say goodbye when I dont know if Ill say hello again.
Something has definitely changed, probably day to day.
You can't prove anything.
Indifference? No, getting old.
There will be a question mark at the end of this sentence for a while.
what do friends say