I hate this

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AuthorMr_Invisible
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We were classmates.
We loved music.
We were in a band.
We were always in one group.
We were always together during breaks.
We always shared answers.
We always talked to each other.
We were always together.
We were friends.

I was the one who pulled you up when you were in the gutter.

I was the one who was always there when you needed help.

Upon realizing this, I'm afraid I've spoilt you too much.

Now you're expecting me to be there for you every time.

I get fed up sometimes. Because you only say hi to ask for favors.

"Hi! I need you to do this for my--"

No. No more.

I'm not some sort of personal assistant to do everything for you.

If it's for your personal use, do it on your own.

High school left me with no choice since we were always together that it was inevitable.

But now that we're not, I can finally say no. I've had enough. Do it yourself.

But for some reason, the high schooler in me kept screaming,

"No, don't say it, he's your friend. Remember when--"
Yes I remember, but I also remember that moment when he kept stealing my ideas and claiming them to be his own.
That moment where he brags about knowing something I obviously taught him saying that he learnt it himself.
That moment that he invited me over to be a chaperone to him and his girlfriend.

I just sigh and carry on, doing what you asked me to.

You were my friend, I was yours. Am I your friend, are you mine? I can't seem to tell the difference anymore...

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