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yeah block me again bitch

I don’t think I’ll ever forgive her for trading our friendship for some validation and dick.

I suppose I should have seen it coming; countless nights I spent providing her comfort as she cried about some guy, and then the next one and the one after that, and I vividly remember thinking to myself “well aren’t you happy you’ve got me?” but I never had the guts to say it out loud. She claimed we loved each other at different times, that timing is the reason we didn’t become a couple, but I think it’s because she didn’t truly love me the way I loved her. We were always best friends first and foremost, but it was obvious to everyone that we completed each other. Nobody spoke about one of us without mentioning the other. We were inseperable. The attraction was there and we acknowledged it, experimented together, became closer. Yet despite that she had boyfriends. I had boyfriends. It became complicated and confusing. I knew I wanted more from her, and she said the same, but neither of us were ready to step up. Best friends? Absolutely. Lesbians? It sounded weird. It scared her off. Of course I was intimidated too, but I would have given up anything for her, even my social status as a “straight” girl. All I cared about was making her happy. And the fact that we were such close friends made it all the more painful, because when she left me in the end it didnt just break my heart, I felt betrayed by the only friend I’d ever really trusted.

She can covince herself that her boyfriend is her soulmate, but we both know we’ll never experience that kind of closeness with anyone else. Ever. No man, or even woman can emulate the pure compatibility that we shared. Both platonic and romantic.

princesitabonita

I don’t think I’ll ever forgive her for trading our friendship for some validation and dick.

I suppose I should have seen it coming; countless nights I spent providing her comfort as she cried about some guy, and then the next one and the one after that, and I vividly remember thinking to myself “well aren’t you happy you’ve got me?” but I never had the guts to say it out loud. She claimed we loved each other at different times, that timing is the reason we didn’t become a couple, but I think it’s because she didn’t truly love me the way I loved her. We were always best friends first and foremost, but it was obvious to everyone that we completed each other. Nobody spoke about one of us without mentioning the other. We were inseperable. The attraction was there and we acknowledged it, experimented together, became closer. Yet despite that she had boyfriends. I had boyfriends. It became complicated and confusing. I knew I wanted more from her, and she said the same, but neither of us were ready to step up. Best friends? Absolutely. Lesbians? It sounded weird. It scared her off. Of course I was intimidated too, but I would have given up anything for her, even my social status as a “straight” girl. All I cared about was making her happy. And the fact that we were such close friends made it all the more painful, because when she left me in the end it didnt just break my heart, I felt betrayed by the only friend I’d ever really trusted.

She can covince herself that her boyfriend is her soulmate, but we both know we’ll never experience that kind of closeness with anyone else. Ever. No man, or even woman can emulate the pure compatibility that we shared. Both platonic and romantic.

princesitabonita

I don’t think I’ll ever forgive her for trading our friendship for some validation and dick.

I suppose I should have seen it coming; countless nights I spent providing her comfort as she cried about some guy, and then the next one and the one after that, and I vividly remember thinking to myself “well aren’t you happy you’ve got me?” but I never had the guts to say it out loud. She claimed we loved each other at different times, that timing is the reason we didn’t become a couple, but I think it’s because she didn’t truly love me the way I loved her. We were always best friends first and foremost, but it was obvious to everyone that we completed each other. Nobody spoke about one of us without mentioning the other. We were inseperable. The attraction was there and we acknowledged it, experimented together, became closer. Yet despite that she had boyfriends. I had boyfriends. It became complicated and confusing. I knew I wanted more from her, and she said the same, but neither of us were ready to step up. Best friends? Absolutely. Lesbians? It sounded weird. It scared her off. Of course I was intimidated too, but I would have given up anything for her, even my social status as a “straight” girl. All I cared about was making her happy. And the fact that we were such close friends made it all the more painful, because when she left me in the end it didnt just break my heart, I felt betrayed by the only friend I’d ever really trusted.

She can covince herself that her boyfriend is her soulmate, but we both know we’ll never experience that kind of closeness with anyone else. Ever. No man, or even woman can emulate the pure compatibility that we shared. Both platonic and romantic.

the countless times you blocked me and i still always went after you, the countless times you told me we weren’t friends anymore and i still loved you unconditionally... don’t tell me that isn’t love, or that i gave you up because clearly i wanted you here and i love you still but i honestly didn’t feel wanted by you so of course i distances myself because what fool would stay where they aren’t wanted.... i miss you so much and i still think we could be together but that’s just wishful thinking.

princesitabonita

I don’t think I’ll ever forgive her for trading our friendship for some validation and dick.

I suppose I should have seen it coming; countless nights I spent providing her comfort as she cried about some guy, and then the next one and the one after that, and I vividly remember thinking to myself “well aren’t you happy you’ve got me?” but I never had the guts to say it out loud. She claimed we loved each other at different times, that timing is the reason we didn’t become a couple, but I think it’s because she didn’t truly love me the way I loved her. We were always best friends first and foremost, but it was obvious to everyone that we completed each other. Nobody spoke about one of us without mentioning the other. We were inseperable. The attraction was there and we acknowledged it, experimented together, became closer. Yet despite that she had boyfriends. I had boyfriends. It became complicated and confusing. I knew I wanted more from her, and she said the same, but neither of us were ready to step up. Best friends? Absolutely. Lesbians? It sounded weird. It scared her off. Of course I was intimidated too, but I would have given up anything for her, even my social status as a “straight” girl. All I cared about was making her happy. And the fact that we were such close friends made it all the more painful, because when she left me in the end it didnt just break my heart, I felt betrayed by the only friend I’d ever really trusted.

She can covince herself that her boyfriend is her soulmate, but we both know we’ll never experience that kind of closeness with anyone else. Ever. No man, or even woman can emulate the pure compatibility that we shared. Both platonic and romantic.