My mind often drifts back to when we first met all those years ago. When we met, I never could have imagined that we would become as close as we are today. All those years ago, you were only the boy who made math class bearable with his stupid jokes, and huge love for anime and football while I was just the small quiet girl you befriended, but now we've grown and somehow we've become one another's life line. You've watched me fall apart, you were there to help me put my pieces back together with your kind words, you always seem to have the words I need to hear when I've had the worst of days, and your hugs never fail to help make my day. In short, you became my best friend.
As we grew, we each made friends outside of each other, however we did make one mutual friend, we'll call her "Bethany". Bethany became one of my closest friends (among the other two) as well as on of yours, but while I viewed her as someone I would consider a sister, you fell for her.
This past summer was full of love and loss. More specifically, you and your girlfriend "Jessica" had broken up for what our entire friend group assumed was for good, and this allowed you and Bethany to act on all of those unsaid feelings you had for one another. The two of you were so happy until Jessica waltzed back into your life and dragged you away from poor Bethany. Now, you've left her to glue together the pieces she has left of herself and I am here to give her all of the support I have to give meanwhile, you continue to fake your happiness in your relationship with that other girl who clearly has no respect or trust for you.
There is always a melancholy tone in the room when Bethany tells me she questions if you ever actually meant all of the sweet nothings you whispered to her on those late nights, or if it was all just one sick game to you, and sadly, i'm not even sure myself. Iv'e known you for so long and I know you like the back of my hand, but at the end of the day I know there is chance you could just be like any other boy out there playing games with girls hearts, but I hope to god that no matter how much you've changed physically and emotionally, that you are as sweet as you were all those years ago.
I find myself in this internal tug of war trying to decide if you have simply turned into someone so cruel, or if you are still that optimistic boy I've known for so long. But, if i'm being honest I just don't know.
