The author has asked to remain anonymous.
Saturday came in disguise. He snuck in
when you were busy arguing with his roommate. Saturday taught you how to skateboard
and taught you how to play lacrosse. Saturday was easy going and kind. Saturday
cared about you and Saturday teased you. Saturday hated Tuesday and Saturday
tried so hard to protect you. Saturday was your classic "boy next
store" story. Then Saturday caught feelings, but you didn't. Saturday
would go to the ends of the earth to help you out, and he has many times. But
you don't owe Saturday anything. You don't owe him for the hours you've spent
in his room or the nights you've stumbled in drunk. Because dammit you are independent
and would have survived without his help. Saturday needed you to need him but
you didn't. Even though you tried hard to let your guard down and be needy.
Saturday isn't what you're looking for, but in the process of realizing that
you lost a wonderful friend.
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