if i wrote you a note,
i would tell you how i really feel.
i wouldn’t hide it anymore,
pretending that this all ain’t real.
i want you to know firstly, that i’ve always treasured our friendship.
despite the good times and the horrible bitchy sessions.
you were a good friend,
always there to help me, if you could.
and you never failed to do the silliest things that just at times,
made me wonder if you were truely human.
times past, people change.
you show me how brittle our friendship is,
time after time.
you did things behind my back,
you never thought i’d find out.
you would stab me,
despite knowing that i could see where the knife was heading.
but i still forgave you and never questioned our friendship.
everytime some shit happens,
i’ve still stuck with you.
(or at least, i try my best to)
yet you treat me like a replaceable little doll.
there at your beck and call.
time after time, you’d do something ridiculous and yet,
i’d still forgive you.
trying to talk you into changing back into the girl i once knew,
was harder then i had ever expected.
it made our friendship strained and O levels just made it worse.
i didn’t want to be the one who turned on you.
i didn’t want to see you drown.
i wish i could erase the bad memories,
but they just still continue to linger.
you know i still love you girl,
despite our ups and downs.
i just hope that you’ve changed for the better.
and that, i hope i’ve never let you down.