Looking back at it all, you were never really a friend.
Reading through all our messages - they were all one sided.
"I don't have time for friends" what a bullshit way to end a friendship.
2010
That's when we met. I thought you were going to be the perfect friend, the one I could and did tell everyone about. We would Skype everyday, text throughout class, and all in all, you were always there to begin with.
When I met you in real life for the first time on my sweet sixteen, I knew this friendship was going to last forever.
2012
It didn't.
I get it, I was childish, but you even more so for ending our friendship through a text message.
So fuck you for all the promises you never kept, the secrets I shared with you, and the friendship you gave me that clearly meant nothing to you.
Now
I don't know what you're doing with your life, but I hope you're happy. I just can't help it, you deserve to be happy.
But what you don't deserve...me.