Its a letter to you. You who once were a dear friend of mine. You who were really close to me for a long time. The one who will never read this letter.
Our story started long time ago. An absolute roller-coaster for me. And then you hurt me and wounded me with meanness. Me who cared about you when you were hurting. Me who helped you overcome rough patches in your life even though we were far apart. We stopped being friends. And I left you in your cotton-candy dreamworld.
Few days ago you came back. Begged me to talk to you once again. I gave in. I talked to you. And even though you knew me so well, you knowingly committed the worst crime against me. You lied to me. Not out of fright or embarrasment. You DELIBERATELY lied. And for what? To get my sympathy. To get me to open up to you once again. And you pulled it off. I did all those things. And then...you told me that it was all a lie....
It was like a slap in the face. And when I tried to leave, you yelled obscenities. I left and I cried.
And the only thing you did, Felipe, was taint the sweet memory I had of our friendship.
I dont want to yell obscenities at you. I wish you well. But I wish that out paths would never cross again.
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