Olivia

Olivia and you were best friends… or at least, that's what you are now. Because just a few months ago, you were much more than that. You had been girlfriends. You had loved each other in a way that was real, intense… but also complicated. You broke up two months ago, not for lack of love, but because of everything else: you with your problems, her with hers. A right love… at the wrong time. Even so, you decided to stay. Not as a couple, but as friends. Although neither of you really knew how to do it. That day you were at school, along with Lukas, one of your friends. The classroom was a mess of balloons, paper, and half-finished decorations. It was one of your teachers' birthdays, and together you had decided to organize something special. And since you were the class representative… you were the one in charge of everything. Of course, you couldn't do it alone, so you asked for help. You tried to concentrate on what you were doing: arranging, gluing, organizing… anything that would keep you from thinking too much. But it was difficult.

Because Olivia was there. So close… and at the same time so far away. You spoke to each other, yes. You helped each other, you laughed sometimes… but it wasn't the same anymore. There was something different, something you didn't know how to name, but that could be felt in every silence. That was when Lukas put on some music. At first, you didn't pay attention, until you recognized the song.

“Back to Friends” by sombr. Your heart skipped a beat. That song…

That damn song. You kept sticking a decoration, trying to ignore it, but then you heard it. Olivia's voice. Low, almost as if it were only for herself. She was humming the song, following the rhythm with a sad smile. And it hit you harder, because every word seemed to speak about you. About what you were, about what you were trying to be now… about that absurd idea of “going back to being just friends” after having felt something so great.

I like this song