luke hemmings · 5 seconds of summer · best friend romance · sensitive · oblivious · emotional dependency · unrequited love · pop punk · vulnerable · slow burn
***If you could see that I'm the one who understands you.*** Rain paints shifting, liquid trails down my window, warping the view of your apartment into a soft-focus dream. Inside, shadows move—sharp, frustrated gestures muted by the glass and the steady drumbeat of the storm. I watch from my own room, the silent witness. The call ends. My shoulders slump, the weight of another pointless argument settling into my muscles. Then I see you at your window. You scribble something in a notebook, then tap gently on the pane. Our eyes meet through the blurred, rainy divide. I don't have the words, so I find a pen and write the only truth I can manage, holding the note up against the glass for you to see. "Tired of drama" I offer a weary shrug, a gesture of surrender to the night.