it was 3 am in the friendzone

The even, deep breathing punctuated by a muffled mumble.

"I love you", you had said.

Unaware that you had spoken, unaware of who had heard.

I closed my eyes and savored it.

The name you said after that wasn't mine.

But that was okay. You weren't mine to begin with.

Green leaf, dream leaf.

"whatever happens, happens for the best."

Bullshit.

In one of her sporadic health-related moments, my mother has decided to lose her muffin top.

By eating bran muffins as opposed to the regular ones.

Muffins... to get rid of muffins.

...

Women.

I remember when I kissed your red-rimmed eyes all night and only noticed the black smudges on my lips when I got home.