I hate you. I hate that a part of me has always loved you since two years ago. I hate that you let me go so easily and didnβt try harder to make me stay. I hate that youβre in love with her just because sheβs able to give you the physical comfort that I never could. I hate how you claim its love when youβve barely liked her for two months, and how it was the same all the other times and you still touched me even though you liked her. I hate the memories we had together, sitting together and talking into the night, exploring every nook and cranny of places together, going on food expeditions and reading together on lazy afternoons. I hate how I used to think your smile was the brightest and most beautiful, I hate how Iβm reminded of you by little things in life, songs that play on the radio, things I see when Iβm out shopping, places Iβm at. I hate how you said we are forever when we clearly arenβt. I hate how you let me go so easily just because you have her now, how you let more than two years of friendship just for a few months of talking. I hate how I stay awake at night feeling the emptiness of your absence, how I finally fall asleep and youβre there in my dreams, and Iβm losing you all over again. I hate that Iβve lost you and how I let myself be played by you. Most of all, I hate how youβve never felt the same way as I do, not purely, even if you told me you did have feelings for me. You let me drown.
And that is why, one should never fall in love with their best friend.
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