"Everybody that I've ever known knows your name. You are in all my favorite stories...
...they know my love for you before they even meet you" it's been nearly 4 years since we last spoke and every day the memory of you fades just a little bit more. you used to be my favorite story to tell. but no one ever met you. not that i hid you, you never came around. you purposely distanced yourself from me and anybody considered "my" circle and would only allow me to occasionally join yours. i don't think i ever had a crush on you - no offense, you were never cute to me, but obv someone found you cute since you're married now. did you even have a reception because all i saw pictures of was a small little ceremony with only the people who live in your house attending. what happened to the friends you would ditch me for, why weren't they there? why wasn't anybody there?
anyway, hindsight allows me to outwardly mock you now and it's great. you were such a shitty friend to me when i was just a lonely kid who wanted friendship. i would have literally done anything you would have asked and i did. it's not just that you didn't make time for me, you never made space for me. lord only knows the shit you and your mom would talk about me, will never not be strange to me that you yourself pointed out that i was one of your most loyal friends and yet she still outwardly disliked me, and preferred your shitty backstabbing friends even after they'd done you wrong.
i hope you're living the life you always wanted with the people you chose. i don't miss you, and the friends i DO have now would hate your guts and that tells me all i need to know.
