Unsent Messages

You weren't my first love, nor have we ever been in love. We're best friends and I wouldn't change that, but you scare me sometimes. You can't blame your toxicity on a man who was never there and therefore has never affected you, and you can't take your anger out on us. Threatening to harm us isn't okay, and we feel unsafe. I know you like me or liked me, I mean you told me yourself. In that moment during the indoor caves when you tried to pull me onto your lap and whisper something in my ear, I was more scared than all the times you'd said something you couldn't take back, or had actually physically hurt me. The worst part is, I don't know if I was scared to lose you that day, or if I was scared of what would happen if the group we were in at the time left me alone with you after what you'd said to me. We never talked about it after that, and I never want to, because I don't like you that way, but I wish that you'd see things from your friend's perspectives sometimes.