Remember when Bob and I were forbidden to speak to each other? You played messenger between us.
Remember when Bob and I broke up? You supported me, you were on my side – saying I should do what’s best for me, and that you and I would always be friends. You were there for me, in ways no one was.
When I broke up with Bob, I expected to lose some friends… I knew I would lose his friendship for good… the whole ‘staying-friends-with-exes’ never really works out when one person is against the break up. I knew I’d lose your brother’s friendship; after all, you always take a best friend’s side.
I guess we weren’t the friends I thought we were.
Do you know how much I think about you? I’m sad that you forced me to choose between you and a boy. You never told me you liked AMP… You never told me you had any feelings for him… You never told me you didn’t like him… You just told me that if AMP and I started dating, you and I could not be friends.
Was it out of a sense of loyalty to Bob, someone who has been a part of your life forever? Or were you just done with our friendship?
When I think back to the years we were friends, I think of all the wonderful memories, all the adventures we had. And, I miss the friend you were… The friend who supported me, not the one who gave an ultimatum… I miss the friend you used to be.
This post inspired by Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop