I’ve put up with your bad behaviour for months now.
I thought you would have some decency to do something about it but clearly you don’t think our friendship, me, I am worth your time.
I did my best as a friend and I honoured you and our friendship. I cared.
You said you cared. You said I meant a lot to you. That I was special.. our friendship was special. Surely you haven’t forgotten. Or maybe you have chosen to.
Like her.. you decided to warp what we had because of public opinion. Social pressure.
I don’t care who said what.. The fact you chose to listen. The fact you chose not to speak to me, to sort things out is.. disappointing. I thought better of you. I really thought you were different. But you aren’t and the fact is you really don’t care that you aren’t.
The worst thing about this.. you knew you were going to disappoint me and you still chose to let it happen.
Thanks for making feel so fucking “important”.
your. eyes. light. yester-nights. no longer.