I always thought we were going to be friends till the day we were old and wrinkly helping each other when we’re in an old age home. I always thought we were going to have each other’s backs, and I tried my hardest to believe what I was telling myself. I somehow always knew you were going to drift away somehow, but I never let myself come to terms with how you treated me, or how you always put yourself before me time after time when I always moved mountains for you. I let myself tell you the ups and downs of my stressful life, and I let you push me around for as long as I can remember.
I’m not going to say you didn’t try to be there for me, you were there more than once but you weren’t there when I needed you the most. You've tried to include me some stuff and hang outs but I guess I wasn’t enough for your popular mind. You almost have this idea in your mind of what you want in life and who you want to be there by your side, but I truly believe I’m not there anymore and believe me when I tell you this you’re no longer in mine either. I don’t see myself being your friend in 10 years, or even 5 because i’m not letting myself be held down by someone who makes me unhappy, and I’m no longer letting you be better than me because i’m better than you by letting myself grow from this destructive friendship. You’ve truly almost bent me to the point where I couldn’t stand up straight. I’m not letting myself cry over someone who is not crying over me because although I feel bad because i’m not missing out on someone who cares about me, almost as if you’re losing out on someone who was always there when you needed them, especially when they were there for you when you were crying over your ex-boyfriend to the time you lost your grandparents. I was always there, but you couldn’t even return the favour by simply asking me what’s wrong.
You left me stranded having me believe it was all my fault, when honestly I’m more great than just better. I’m pulling my own body off the floor because you’re the one who pushed me there, i’m no longer sitting at your feet begging for you to understand or change your behaviors. I’m just doing this because I need to be a better me, and with you gone I can already see the smile I’m going to be having when I’m finally happy without this pulling on my heart. Everyone warns you about the boy who breaks your heart, but they never warn you about the mean girl who just wants to be better than you. You’ve truly broken my heart, mind, and soul, congratulations to me for having my own back when you were never there.
