Apartment B

she's known him for some years gone by. he's been a constant in her life. hating him one week and loving him the next,yelling her wrath at him for leaving the milk out all night. then hugging him to say thank you for checking the mail. if you'd asked their mutual friends and neighbors,you would've been told all about the reluctant room-mates living in apartment B. they yell in the morning and turn on the silent treatment at night. some even wonder why they don't just shake hands, pack up their treasures and amicably walk away. this my friends is why: years of being friends turned into something they never saw coming. the love the two had been looking for,most of their lives-had been there all along.