Have you ever imagined how would you feel like when one of your closest friends told you that you were unplanned in his life? Like literally, you were not deemed that important to him, in other words, you were replaceable. Yes, it felt like the world came crashing down on you all at once. The sense of disappointment is hysterical.
I was literally at the verge of breaking down after all sorts of sadness hit me like a roller coaster ride. The monstrosity is real.
As I lay here on my bed, still half-inebriated from whatever I drank earlier in the night, I only wish the pain would subside as my tipsiness eventually would. But as I get less drunk, I get more intoxicated by the sadness of reality.
You wanted me as someone who you could count on whenever you needed me. You wanted me as someone who would be there for you when you were sad and depressed from all the shit that has happened in your life. You wanted me as a friend who was special to you but no one else. But, who was I really to you? A puppet? Someone who was replaceable?
There were times when I felt like I was nothing to you. I gave the world to you but all I ever gotten was the shadow of your back walking away from me with the friends who you deemed fun and important to you. I took you as my best friend back in the days when I trusted no one but you. Yes, you were my pillar of support when I needed you, but little did I know that you were only supporting me for the sake of being nice and kind to me. Like how you did for everyone else. Little did I know that I was going to be forgotten after high school ended and I would be nothing but a stranger to you. So, what exactly is friendship. Would your friends reciprocate to what you have done for them?
You told me the things stated above in a hilarious manner. What exactly is it that makes you think that it is funny? I hated you for walking away from me and you had a massive response to this. So, what should I feel when you told me that I was not your best buddy but you on the other hand were mine?
Although we are still fond of each other till now, the sense of betrayal is still there. I can be forgiving, but the scars left behind, will always be there deep in my heart.
