So now we don’t speak.
I’ve deleted your number off my phones, you’re not on my BBM anymore, I don’t follow you on twitter and I refused to add you on facebook in the first place so you aren’t there either.
There’s nowhere I can run into you because we live in different parts of london, only have one mutual friend and don’t go to the same places/hang about the same crowd.
That’s literally it, you and I don’t talk.
It’s basically like you were never here.
Funny, I thought we were gonna be friends for a while when we started speaking.
I thought even if we didn’t stay in contact with each other so regularly like we were we would still talk to each other every now and then, I’d still be able to buss joke with you if we were to run into each other.
But now because of the way you’re acting and the way you’ve acted it’s a thing where you and I can never call each other friends again.
When you first started acting like this I wanted to rant and rave about a million one things and really really speak my mind, but the bottom line is the amount of time I’ve wasted trying to be your friend is enough.
When I would drop cutting comments about how you act, it wasn’t the fact that you weren’t “doing things” that was getting on my nerves, it’s the fact that when I would ask you to do the littlest things, stuff I KNOW you could do to help me and I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t need it - you wouldn’t do it. What’s worse is that you’d act like you were gonna do it, then when I’d ask you again/remind you you’d front like you couldn’t for one reason or another, then would come the excuses.
I don’t ask for much, let’s be real here I don’t. But I practically gave you my whole body to lean on when you needed it and we hadn’t even been friends that long, but I didn’t mind because I thought you were someone that I could actually afford to be that generous and caring about FOR ONCE, that I could waste that kind of time on, but as time went on you were proving that you aren’t. I wasn’t even asking you to be my “shoulder to lean on” or whatever, I just needed to feel like if I really ever needed you for anything you would be there, and I didn’t feel that way. On top of that shit there was the mind games you were kinda playing and it wasn’t okay with me, because I’d been 100% upfront with you since the beginning yet you were jumping from one bush for another, and I can’t chase you.
I made up my mind that if you wanted to jump you should jump by your damn self and I’d just watch from a fair distance, that’s it.
Then you decided to walk out of my life in this manner and act ungrateful and arrogant while you left. Oh okay then. To me all this means is that the opportunity for you to walk back in will never ever arise, because if there’s one thing I can’t take it’s ungratefulness.
I’m not angry, I’m not even sad or hurting about anything.
I’m disappointed more than anything.
So now we don’t speak.
