vi (i)

sitting at the lunch table

with a friend and his acquaintance

he talks and i talk

we have such a fun time

it almost makes the dull school

seem like it's full of life

the topics that we talk about so much

and we even fangirled over the super bowl ad

for season 2 of stranger things

then he has to go when the bell rings

but we promise to talk later

and he texts sometimes

and i respond for him only

i share my honest opinions and thoughts

we are best friends

we talk about what we want

he's been with me since middle school

he hasn't replaced anyone, he has a place of his own

i'm happy that he is my friend

but now the pictures come

and look at the damage i've caused

i haven't even completed my dose

of reality

should i say sorry?