Monday, September 28, 2015

A bloody joke

When you said, "let's stay friends", I thought you meant it. When you told me that "if you really want to stay friends, you'd put in the effort", I thought you meant it. When you gave me snarky, sarcastic replies to my every attempt to remain friendly with you, I shrugged it off.  When you tried to hurt me with words, I responded by gently telling you that that isn't what friends do, and that it wasn't nice. And when you sent me those hateful messages then subsequently proceeded to block me on every social media site we shared, I accepted it. I went home and cried because every attempt to remain friends with you failed. 

But that's alright. I tried my best. 

And always remember that maturity comes with age. 

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