Pt 6: Betrayed 2.0

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You know how I said I'd talk with Emily. I did. We talked and now I think our friendship is reaching it's end. And surprisingly, I'm not sad. I mean I was sad the first hours, but then I just felt like everything happens for a reason. And that she's so not worth my time and love. I wrote a short poem that describes how I feel:

You made a mistake
A mistake you can't admit
A mistake that you think you can hide
But it's clear as the sky

You can't expect me to be okay
Expect me to smile
Because unlike you
I can't hide what's on the inside

The fact that you thought i'd sit here and pretend like it's fine
Just so that you can sleep better at night
Is beyond selfish

I don't hate you
I don't blame you
In the end we're all human
Capable of making mistakes

What does matter is how we make up for those mistakes
And feeling sorry for yourself ain't it
Sis.
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This poem has "shady" written all over it. But don't worry, as much as I want to send her this, I won't. Because I'm the better person in this story. She knows that, but as I wrote in the poem: she tells herself otherwise just so that she can feel better. Tbh this was her loss, not mine. Well I lost a good old friend, but I'm not sad because I know deep down that this was her fault and that I handled the situation perfectly. I never blame people for doing stuff, but this was all on her. Anyways, moral of the story: I'm good with or without you. I'll never settle down for less than I deserve. Call me a bitch, talk shit about me, do everything that makes you happy but I WON'T GIVE 2 F****. Have a nice life "sis" :*

Thanks for reading. Love/ X ❤️❤️❤️ (this diary bringed my inner bitch out. Hope u enjoyed it 😂)

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