| Daniel-X |
11-08-2015 07:41 PM |
You used to be so nice to me. You was always there for me we were so close you could tell me anything and I could tell you anything. You wasn't just there in times of need like some you were there always and I knew you always had my back. You were beautiful, some rope knocked you down every now and again but you always got back up. You were funny, loud and everyone liked you because it almost felt impossible to not like you. But most of all you loved me and I loved you and we swore our friendship was for life. You loved yourself for who you were.
You let people change you. You always wanted to fit in. You did fit in fine. You just thought these group of girls were amazing. So you changed. You started listening to the music they listen to first. Then you chopped your hair short, you died it purple, you started wearing different clothes and come May this year I would look on my Instagram and cry at old pictures of as you hadn't just changed your style you'd changed your personality. You became moody and would barely speak to me. I sent you an inbox of a collage I'd made of us two saying 'how cute' you didn't reply when I asked why you told me to **** off. You never ask me if I'm okay anymore and you never come out with me. I don't mind you being an emo and there's nothing wrong with it but you let it change our friendship. I try to make conversation with you all the time but you never really talk back me you always have an excuse why you can't talk or come out. You only come to if you need me for something. We don't speak anymore and I never go out with you anymore. You don't love me anymore and tbh I don't really love you anymore. But most of all you don't love yourself.
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