One drunken night, so unexpected. She pours her heart out to him, &to the extent of her memory he did the same but im sure, he much more careful with his words. There was nothing between the two of them. He spoke of his life and she decided to speak of hers. Both souls so open with each other, quite a lot in common she believed. She shared things(thoughts) with him she never imagined to ever leave her mind let alone flow from her tounge to the ears of another, Things she'd never even thought to share with that girl she calls her bestfriend. Surprising right? For the both of them the words were spoken so freely, it was so easy for her; sitting in front of him face to face &speaking her mind. After all was said she even shed tears, nothing major. Just a sniffle hear and a sniffle there. But he saw more than just that &at that very moment he rested his hand on her shoulder and spoke these very words "It's okay, i understand." And. . . . . . . .
(I'm sorry but the rest of that night is never
to be spoken of again, not even in this entry.)
Sheeeeeesh. What a summer "she's" had !
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