How many times can you say sorry before it is one sorry too many. Can I get one more chance? You were my best friend. and I hate to think that I hurt you so bad. I never meant to be so mean. I love you like a sister and often wished you were.
I just want one more chance. But I know I've worn my chances out. So I guess I should move on. Let you be. Give you the space to be happy. Make new friends. Forget me.
I act like I don't care when I see you, but lately you haunt my dreams.
If I could choose between my mom loving me like she should and your friendship. Id choose you. You were there for me. She wasn't.
I hate myself.
I hurt you.
I was jealous.
Jessica may be mean, but she is your sister.
I wouldn't like it if you called my sisters a bitch, so i should have seen that I made a mistake.
Junior year is here and we wont be taking. I'll see you pass by in the hallway. We will wave, say a curt hello, but be on our way. When we pass I will want to shout how sorry I am, but you will be with a new best friend. I wont know her name, but I will see how y'all talk, how y'all laugh, how happy you are, and i will know she is what I should have been.You will have a friend that deserves you, and that you deserve.
I will see from the sidelines as the world keeps on moving. I will see that I can't change. No mater how much I try and no mater who pretends.
Carol, Sophia, Rachel, Rebecca, Hannah, Jacob, Chris, Savannah, Barbara, Tory, Clayton.
I'd like to believe they don't pretend, but i also thought bri didn't pretend. I was wrong. She tried to look happy. She tried to stay my friend. but she left, and so will they.
But that is what I deserve. I play games. I hurt. I betray. I'm not a good person. I don't deserve friends like these.
