Somehow, I got used to this feeling.
Casting all the cares and anxiety out the window, I sent you a message, asking for help on a major subject. To which you reply by sending me one of your plates when you were in first year.
I was elated. I felt like I was one step ahead of my peers, even though I knew I wasn't.
Then at 2am, surged with courage coming from the vibe of dawn, sent you another message with a photo.
[me] your plates are for two days?
I thought you wouldn't reply, but then your picture moved down, indicating you've seen my message.
[you] It's usually 5 to 7 days.
[you] How about yours?
[me] we pass ours within the time of the subject
[you] What?! That's harddd
[me] yeah, but we got used to it
[me] besides, he gives us 'very easy' plates, or so he says
[you] woww hahahahaha
[you] keep going. it's normal to cry
[me] yeah along with a little laugh
[you] yup! that's it hahahaha
I don't think you understand what I meant but I didn't want to take up anymore of your dawn, so I merely reacted to your message.
In the afternoon, while you helped me, you encouraged me while saying, "i'm over here, on the failing side."
It's nice to know a human side of you. I placed you on a high pedestal on my own. That you're someone who always achieves things greatly but I guess not.
You're making it hard to let this feeling go. Not like it's your fault.
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