Dear Melissa,
When you first moved to our town we became really good friends, we understood each other, at the time. You remember that day at lunch when I finally had a breakdown and cried because these people who we both usually hung out with completely dissed everything about me, told me to leave, I guess I held my tears in when I was standing there. But it's been a couple months and I still remember how you comforted me, told me to ignore them, that they were acting stupidly, something like that. Well the next day you didn't talk to me, you sat with them in every class I saw you in. And the next day, same thing, I sat alone at lunch. Then you began asking me why I was mad at you, I just walked away, completely ignoring you, confident I could be alone. As if you had forgotten everything, you abandoned me, did you really expect me to forgive them again, and again. I was done, if you were going to do that and shallowly believe I would come along because I had nothing better to do, you were and still are wrong. I'd rather be alone.
Sorry you couldn't think through that first,
Cadence
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