Unsent Messages

Before we start. I chose this color because i still remember it’s your favorite color. We grew up together. You were always my best friend, since kindergarten. I don’t know why you chose to do the things you did to me. You talked bad about me, but you never even said it to my face. You talked bad about me to our friends. You tried to get them to hate me, i’m not stupid, i know that’s what you were trying to do. But then they told me what you were doing, like a real friend would. I cut you off, it felt good. It felt good not to cry every night wondering what i did wrong to you. As for our other friends, they told me what you were doing, and they stuck by me, that’s how i know they’re real. I’m glad I cut you out. But you know what, i still think of you sometimes. I still think about why you did what you did. I still think about how we could have been adults and worked it over if you tried like i did. I still think about being your friend. I still think about how we would spend hours in your pool in your backyard. So yeah, I guess i do miss you. But i know that what i did was best for me. That’s the first time i’ve done that , done what’s best for me. So i’m not sorry. Also, you’re mistaken, i never once talked about you behind someone’s back. I don’t do that sort of thing to people I love. My mind says i miss you, but my heart is glad you left .