I was bored, and you came and kept me company.
I was hungry, and you took me out for food.
I needed help with homework, and you helped me.
But when I actually needed you, you didn't even bother giving me one small smile.
When I was in second grade, I met the perfect set of twins. They dressed alike, they depended and cared for each other, they thought alike. It was the perfect stereotype. When I moved away, we lost all contact. Now that I've moved back, the twins will be attending high school with me, but something has... changed.