Jasmine, That hurt. I don’t get it. I w…
Jasmine,
That hurt. I don’t get it. I was waiting for you to actually make good on your promise and call me but apparently you’ve decided we cannot be friends anymore. You felt awkward and rather than trying to figure it out, you expunged me from your life. I thought I meant more than that to you. If this is because I finally acted on all your advances, you should have known better. I know you just expected me to be complacent, but I couldn’t take it anymore. But when I did, you were the happiest I had ever seen you. You even came back the next day for more. Then something changed. How did I get here, deserted by one of my best friends?
Its ironic, I guess. I would normally call you up at this ungodly hour because I feel awful, but somehow, I wouldn’t expect you to pick up.
Fuck you. You stole what little trust I had left in others by running away with my secrets. You were the first person in a long while that I opened up to, and I’m sure you’ll be happy that I’ve learned my lesson. I cant think of anyone I hate more right now, except for maybe that little bitch of an ex who whispers ill conceived thoughts to you while you sleep. I imagine he strengthened this idea into a resolve. You deserve each other.
Honestly, I don’t know if I will be able to trust again. And what’s life without the ability to trust someone? Well, I promise it won’t be very long lived, if that turns out to be the case. And you know I keep my promises.
-B
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