She looked at a distance before she sighed, thinking about all the good and bad that we had once both shared.
There's no one quite like you; fun, loud, ambitious, aggressive and toxic.

You hated quietness surrounding you, preferred to be occupied with loud and fun people, the kind that is filled with energy that buzzed your brain cells almost to death.
You hated slow people; those who take time to absorb whatever that is happening into their brains. You loved the speed, the thrill of those events and mostly, you loved those adrenaline rush in your blood stream, those kind that leave you wanting for more.
And you hated those reserved people. You never liked probing but you use your aggressive method to inevitably force people out of their shells. You said sharing was caring, at least, it was caring to you.

I wasn't quite like you.
I was all the things you hated; quiet, slow and introverted.
Yet I was that little difference you've never quite seen, or I might as well say, I'm a lab rodent to you.
I was what you were experimenting on, and after all the fun you had, you'd throw me alone and away, just like what you'd done to the others.

You'll never see this little piece of collection here and if you do, you probably wouldn't know it's you.

You're a surge of toxic, like how diabetic patients needed a syringe of insulin after every meal.
You kept injecting power over my life, day after day. Making me feel weak and inferior whenever I'm with you.
One moment you made me felt like I'm important to you and next, you were having fun out there with people whom I barely know.
Everyone you met and became close to, was a splitting image of you except they didn't know. And I was the failed rodent, who never once got any of your toxic into my character yet I was intoxicated.

This poison never fades; it keeps circulating in my blood, attacking my brain.
Every step of moving on was a pull away from you and a push towards another.
And each pull towards someone reminds me of how much I am respected by others and the right way of me being treated.


But I will and am missing you right now.
Not for your toxic and negativity but for the smiles and bubble my heart always felt whenever I was with you.
The daily memories made even when there were fights all along.

My dearest friend, I hope you'll meet someone who'll be ale to help you more than I can, I hope she turns your toxic into safety.