I thought we were friends.
I thought yours was a disinterested friendship, a genuine one.
As the time passed, you became competitive, you wanted to show everybody that you were better than me, in every way, more beautiful, more stilish, more intelligent, kinder, more creative, more friendly, just... more.
You began to hind me.
You began to interfere with my relationships;
and in the end you made me feel like shit.
Now... now I understand that who was on the wrong side was you, only YOU, not me;
because that isn't how you treat a friend,
that is how you destroy someone who cares, or at least cared...
that is how people make others feel so bad they in the long term become numb.
I don't know if I have to thank you for this or if I should hate you.
However, the worst thing about you is that you still pretend we are friends, like nothing of this happend, like it was still the beginning of our sick relationship; you still fake to be that perfect friend and that girl you wish you were, but you'll never be.
This is why I feel sorry for you.
I feel sorry because to feel good and in peace with yourself you have to put another person down; because I know that you do this with everyone, I know you, and I know that you'll do the same with your other friends, I feel sorry for them if they'll let you do it.
I am sorry, I think you have created an enemy.
And if you think you have succeded with your plan, if you think you broke me, if you think my flame has exhausted herself, if you think you can keep hurting people like this, if you think I'll let you keep ruining persons like this, if you think I'll let you touch the ones I care about...
oh honey, just try me...
I' ll make you wish you never knew me.
I am sorry about all of this.
I feel stupid caring, or even thinking to go against you.
I hope I won't have to.
I hope we become just strangers with memories.
That's sad, but also the best solution.
