I can't lie, it feels nice that you're calling You sound sad and alone and you're stalling And for once, I don't care about what you want as long as we keep talking

It had been a few months since you've been seeing Suna, always lowkey to other people except to your bestfriends: Kiyoko and Alisa, who had been scolding and teasing you about being the middle blocker's backburner.

The Goo Goo Dolls are dead to me The way you should be too But you bring them up Along with how much I fucking miss you

Suna only messages you in the weekends or late at night — of course you keep coming to him whenever it was the most convenient for the boy. But when the sun is up, the promised dates and catching up were always forgotten. Often times, you wait until the sky turns into a black hollow color — or when the staff kicks you out when they're about to close.

Maybe I'm just not better than this, I haven't tried Maybe life's less romantic when I don't wanna die

There are times when you thought about quitting whatever you had with him. But the pain and excitement of being noticed by him overweighs that option. A masochist. You suppose.

You'd think I'd be a fast learner But guess I won't ever mind crisping up on your backburner

Your phone buzzed, it was Suna.

Suna: wanna meet up @ my place?