If I told you my feelings, would you feel the same?

My story is similar to your chapter 20. I have a friend and we both are girls. We kinda keep our lives low-key so no one really knows what’s going on in our lives (personal problems and stuff) except that we told each other our stories. It all began when my life had fallen in the darkness where I pushed everyone away and I didn’t even talk to anyone but not until she was there for me. She gave me the kind of feelings that I’d never had before. Not once in my life had felt like that with anyone although I have many friends. She told me that she would look at her phone for 24hours just to waiting for me to reply her texts. But then things started to falling apart. We would just stop talking for no reason. Instead of talking to each other, we just assumed if the other one was okay or not. It’s really toxic I know even we tried to talk about it, it was still getting worse. I kept wondering “is she okay?” “what if she tries to do something bad?”. I would stalk all her social media accounts and then I noticed her bio. So if we wanted to say something during the time that we ignored each other, we would change our bio. After months and months, I realised that I actually got attached to her. I needed her validation. Unlike anyone else, she made me feel so special. But the thing is I don’t understand this feeling. I wasn’t sure if she would feel the same way. I thought it’s just impossible cause we’re best friends and I didn’t wanna ruin this great friendship that I have ever had in my entire life. The connection was just different from others. The connection wouldn’t last so long. I still feel the same but I don’t know about hers. We’re like strangers with many unforgettable memories now. However, thanks to her for being a huge part of my life. Thank you.

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