He's quiet, not trusting himself to speak in a way that makes sense or, worse, doesn't leave enough of a shell for him to hide behind. Unfortunately, all laying there thinking really does is let the alcohol worm through him, loosen up his tongue, and get the feelings to float up to the top. Ugh, this was all so stupid.]
It isn't that he doesn't....care. It's... I'm his best friend. [There's conviction there, but it's growing tired.] I'm his best friend, and he's...my Ernesto, I guess. I love him. There's all these fucking reasons why, but I don't fucking know, I can't... I just do.
But he's got shit bigger and better than me that he's gotta deal with. That's how it is. S'how I gotta let him be.
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He's quiet, not trusting himself to speak in a way that makes sense or, worse, doesn't leave enough of a shell for him to hide behind. Unfortunately, all laying there thinking really does is let the alcohol worm through him, loosen up his tongue, and get the feelings to float up to the top. Ugh, this was all so stupid.]
It isn't that he doesn't....care. It's... I'm his best friend. [There's conviction there, but it's growing tired.] I'm his best friend, and he's...my Ernesto, I guess. I love him. There's all these fucking reasons why, but I don't fucking know, I can't... I just do.
But he's got shit bigger and better than me that he's gotta deal with. That's how it is. S'how I gotta let him be.