Deceived

It’s like when I’m face to face with you in reality, you’re still my best friend. I’ll tell you what’s up and what’s been going on with my life. But, when I’m not with you, then I hate your guts. I think I finally know why. You see, I don’t want to lose any more friends. I need someone to be there for me. I want someone to be there for me. You know what I realized though? Even if we ARE face to face in reality, you never asked what’s going on with my life, or how my summer is so far. I volunteered the information. You told me you wanted make plans with me, but later on I see you’ve planned out a month’s worth of things with your other friend with things that we were supposed to do. I just want to cut you, but for some reason, whenever we see each other in real life, I forget all the hatred I feel towards you and act as if we’re still best friends. It’s sad, because you don’t even take the time to ask how my life has been… in real life and over the internet. Thanks. You’re the best, friend.

- A is for anonymous

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY