A Letter to You
Dear friend,
You are pissing me off. I've said this to your face, and I know that you know it.
I bitch a lot, but I really don't care that you have a boyfriend. Your happiness, is my happiness. I'm so glad you found someone, and that he seems genuinely interested in you. I'm just going to ignore the fact he's a creep, and that you go over to his house, when his whole family is full of crack heads. I don't care though. Go have your fun.
Just stop letting me down. I'm trying really hard not to care about this, but I can't help it. You told me you'd call after work, to let me know what's going on. It's almost six thirty, and still no phone call. I called, and your aunt answered. You're not home.
Please, stop lying to me. I can't handle it anymore. I'm trying to be a good friend, I really am. But you're making it so difficult, because you're not putting any effort into it at all. Friendship is a two way street. I can't sacrifice all my beliefs, and my freedom to hate, when you won't take so much as five minutes to call me.
I didn't ask you to dump him. I just asked you if you were coming over tonight! I didn't say anything bad about your boyfriend. I was friendly, just wondering. You told me you'd call, and I told you I'd be waiting. How long do I have to wait? I'm sick and tired of waiting for everyone else. I'm a tough cookie, but cookies crumble, and that's what I'm doing right now.
I'm sorry I hate your boyfriend. I'm sorry that I want better for you. I'm sorry that I care.
Love,
Me.
You are pissing me off. I've said this to your face, and I know that you know it.
I bitch a lot, but I really don't care that you have a boyfriend. Your happiness, is my happiness. I'm so glad you found someone, and that he seems genuinely interested in you. I'm just going to ignore the fact he's a creep, and that you go over to his house, when his whole family is full of crack heads. I don't care though. Go have your fun.
Just stop letting me down. I'm trying really hard not to care about this, but I can't help it. You told me you'd call after work, to let me know what's going on. It's almost six thirty, and still no phone call. I called, and your aunt answered. You're not home.
Please, stop lying to me. I can't handle it anymore. I'm trying to be a good friend, I really am. But you're making it so difficult, because you're not putting any effort into it at all. Friendship is a two way street. I can't sacrifice all my beliefs, and my freedom to hate, when you won't take so much as five minutes to call me.
I didn't ask you to dump him. I just asked you if you were coming over tonight! I didn't say anything bad about your boyfriend. I was friendly, just wondering. You told me you'd call, and I told you I'd be waiting. How long do I have to wait? I'm sick and tired of waiting for everyone else. I'm a tough cookie, but cookies crumble, and that's what I'm doing right now.
I'm sorry I hate your boyfriend. I'm sorry that I want better for you. I'm sorry that I care.
Love,
Me.