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About Your Best Friend

by madison-freestone

I know I'm being selfish, I know he's your best friend. You say I shouldn't be jealous, Or wish for his life to end. But, my love, that doesn't change a thing for me. I still hate him with all I have, unfortunately. I wanted to give you an ultimatum; You can be with me or you can hang with him. But that wasn't fair to you. So tell me, what do I do? For I must consider, what is fair to me too. And stop fantasizing- about slicing his face in two. If you'd been unfaithful with someone worthy, I think it'd be different. If it'd been someone on a level with you and me- Not this scum of the earth, your best friend. It shouldn't kill me to see you two talk together. I shouldn't still wish to watch him die of cancer. But, my darling, you know I still do. I can't stop hating him like I can't stop loving you.
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Nov 21, 2014
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