TO MY DEAREST BEC
Dear Bec,
I’m not sorry that our friendship ended
I’m not sorry that you chose to erase my role in the book of your life
I’m sorry that I ever allowed myself to go through the pain that you put me through
I’m sorry that you think that what you did was no big deal
I gave you way too many things
The biggest thing I gave you was my time
Get off of your high horse and wake up
Realize that high school is four years
Realize that boyfriends don’t last
Realize that friends do
I was always there
Your dad has gone crazy again?
I was there
Your boyfriend played you?
I was there
All of your other friends turned on you?
I was there
What about me?
What about when your other friends called me “disgusting” and “too skinny”?
What about when my parents got divorced?
What about when I cried everyday because I had no one to turn to?
You weren’t there
It’s painful to look back on everything now and realize just how little you did for me
All I did was give and give and never took
I wish you the best as continue without me
But remember
Everything you say gets back to me
EVERYTHING
I wish you the best as you continue life without me
Sincerely,
Kelly
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