I've accepted everything you've told me in the past. I've taught myself to ignore all the things I hated about you because I knew in the end our friendship would be worth it.
It was. Now, everything I thought I knew about you seems to dissipate into an unknown feeling, I want to erase you from my present and keep the past close to my heart. If only you could hear what I tell my friends about you, I know that you'd be even more upset than all those times we fought.
And then I think of leaving without even saying goodbye, because I'm suddenly realizing that you're slowly becoming more and more insignificant to my life. But then I recall the times we spent on the phone just talking about crap and wasting our time laughing and having a good time. Is it just me, or are you becoming more and more like the person you promised me you'd never change into? I guess you are.
Don't try to pin point the blame on me because I'm always here, un-changing and there you are trying to become someone who is acceptable to 'their' group. Sometimes I think that you'd never even care if I did leave without saying a word or spending one last day with you because in the end, you're always with him. Yes, there I said it and you should know that I hate that you have more time for all of your 'him's and not enough time for us; your friends who still want you to be a part of our lives, but not as who you are now.
I don't hate you, I just hate that you've become the person you promised you'd never turn into.
Remember? You pinky swore.
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