Dear Friend… or someone I thought was my friend… (x3)…
What happened? What did I do? What happened to the sentiments of “where were you my whole life?” Or what about the sentiment of “I can read people… and I feel like you are my best friend… I feel like I have loved you forever.”
I am not sure what I did. I really don’t think I did anything. One day you called me 6-7 times and then all of a sudden…nothing.
Or after seeing you in a long while and asking if you got me emails and messages … which went ignored… you give me a weird shrug and move on.
Or suddenly finding money does change ones life… seems to have changed the kind of friends maybe you want.
So… to all 3 of you… I write… you hurt me. I realize that ultimately you don’t care… but I was true to you. I have called you friend and treated you as I would a friend.
I am so sad that I meant nothing… that obviously our relationship meant nothing. I am in disbelief.
So I am writing this letter. I wish you a broken ankle, or that you fall into a ditch and get mud on your face and I wish you a broken heart. Oops… that is my inside voice screaming out on paper.
I can’t help but wonder what is wrong with me? It must be me. How can 3 people that I called friend ditch me… with no words or regrets of our break up?
Maybe my idea of friendship is different. Maybe… Maybe I was your friendship mistress until someone better came along. Guess you found them.
I curse you with rainy days, zits on the middle of your head and nose. I curse you with running out of gas, a weak bladder and food poisoning and oh… a fly up your nose!
Farewell my fair-weather friend.
ps I am just kidding about the fly up your nose… I am just hurt and really did love you.