i gave her a year of my life.
"i need to move on..."
so when did our friendship become a phase?
"...you're making it hard for me..."
thirteen months. the worst part is realizing how much i actually care(d) for her.
"i don't think i want to even be around you anymore."
i can't pretend that i know what to do. or what to think. i don't even know how to move on. i'm just so sick of feeling like shit.
the sad thing is i didn't love her. she didn't love me. i was using her. but she decided to make me the enemy.
so now i sit back and wait...
i wait for the sexual assault. i wait for her husband to beat her. i wait for the only person she ever cares about to leave her...
i can imagine him telling her that she was simply the decoy so he could hit on her friend. i'm sorry, is that your heart i'm stepping on? let me sqeeze that last bit of blood out first..
but in all honesty, there's no hard feelings.