complainey

today the conversation with dave was easier. slightly less awkward. more laughter. it feels less painful saying goodbye knowing i can still be his friend and laugh with him and make him smile. my god do i ever love that smile. maybe he does need me to battle his alcoholism, whenever he decides to start doing that, but right now all i want to be is his friend. it feels nice when we're friends. it doesn't feel hurtful and secretive and exhausting. it feels relaxing and right and peaceful and and and and...