Dear G,

I don't understand what I did wrong. I'm convincing myself that I'm in the right but I fear that I'm manipulating myself. I don't think you ever liked me. You never made an effort to get to know me until you became friends with my best friend. Were you jealous because there was another girl in the kitchen? I don't want you to feel that I took something away from you because I didn't. I don't know the details of you and him and frankly, I don't want to. You can't keep making me feel like shit because of what him and I did. Can't too people seek comfort in each other after they've been through hell and back? I don't think you can blame either of us. Are you jealous? Even though he was yours and he will probably never be mine, are you jealous that I get to do what you didn't have the guts to do? Let me know gorgeous.

xoxo,

L

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