I found an old picture of us in the back of my drawer today (guess it managed to survive my post breakup bonfire somehow). You know what was funny about that picture? We were happy; we were holding hands and smiling. So what happened? What made you leave me in the middle of a crisis?
I know you said you never wanted to talk about this but I really need some closure. We used to be such good friends; damn I woke up half the night once just to hear you whine about some stupid girl you had a crush on. So why is it that we don’t even see each other anymore? I knew it was a bad idea to turn our friendship into something more but you won’t listen. You promised to take care of everything, swore that nothing would come between our friendship. Then why do you pass by me every morning, ignoring me as if I was a complete stranger. Do you even realise how much that hurts? I guess you don’t, but then I should have known better right?
I still remember that night you broke my heart. “Thank you for loving me”, that is all you needed to end a decade old friendship. Was it really that easy? Was I really that replaceable?
Just say the words; tell me you were never my friend and I will be at peace. Just a few words and I’ll be free of you.