And what does that had to do with the fucking title?
I found myself back. The strong one. The independent one. The ones that used to be my one and only strength I've got. The ones that strengthens me whenever I'm down. Myself. My own fucking self.
I am finally relieved of the fact that I no longer rely on his absence every time when I'm on campus. Finally glad that I could enter college with the same strength I used to have: my own will.
And that is why us remaining friends is the best option I could go. We are still friends. He doesn't even know if I like him. I'm not planning on telling him either. He's all cloud nine and I could understand why.