Now I'm getting it.
I really do.
I was wondering if it's just in my imagination that I was special. Just a tiny bit.
And not anymore.
But maybe I never was.
Maybe we never were.
I was the person getting told secrets over secrets from that person.
Now every time we're talking, I just get an „Oh it's not that interesting"
Or
„I have to think about something. Maybe I'll tell you later when I'm done"
Guess what.
I never got to hear what it was.
So I'm asking myself.
Was i even special? Just a tiny bit?
Or was it all fake?