i
miss you, best friend. i miss the way
we used to sit together on the couch and
laugh about the stupidest things.
w e w e r e j u s
t s o c o m f o r t a b l
e t o g e t h e r
.
do you remember that? it wasn't
that long ago. do you remember the time
when you were best friends with her? do you
remember how she never used
to pay attention to how great you were and the things you used to
do to try &
+___make her happy. i remember so
clearly, when she lost your trust. when
she just stopped talking to you. do you remember
who was there for you?
yes, dear, i was. we would talk for endless hours about
everything. about how
she [ b r o k e y o
u r h e a r t i n t w o ] and how
you were so glad that i was
such a good friend. and when she ran off with
her new best friend, you were crushed.
i remember, because you were all i had. but when they came
prancing back on into
your life, you just decide to let them back in. sweetie, there's
a distinction between
forgiving somebody and letting people
walk all over you. and quite frankly,
i don't think any good is going to come of this. now, i'll be
here for you. no matter what.
as much as you've hurt me, whether i like it or
not, i'll be here. it will never be the
same.
and sometimes i wonder if you even know what you've done to
me.
all i can say is that i love you and i miss you.
goodnight.