People say if you love someone hard enough, than things are just gonna work out.Well, I'm here to tell you that they are wrong...
You once called me your best friend, your hero, your sister... I once upon a time thought of you as those things as well. We did what could possibly be the most cliche and dumbest act there is out there. We let a guy come between us. How could we be so stupid!?! Despite how good he was at encouraging the rift between us, we still let it happen.We both fought for him, over him, with him... We completely neglected this friendship, for him. I tried to fight for you, maybe I didn't try hard enough, but you never once thought to fight for me. I don't blame you completely, but a part of me wishes you had... I fucked up. I know this. I let you down, I broke your heart, but you broke mine too. It became a vicious, vicious cycle, and we let the anger and pain get the best of us. People make mistakes.
You know, regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small, like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger like when we let down a friend. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change our ways. But our biggest regrets are not for the things we did but for the things we didn't do, or the things we didn't say. I never said what I should have said then, truth be told I never said anything at all. I was attacked and left alone. I was Completely shattered. No. Not shattered-- shattered is something that happens to glass. This was more like burned. If anyone were to come close to me-- forget it, its dust in the wind anyways, right? Maybe I deserved it. However, I wouldn't wish this upon my worst enemy...
So you see, it wasn't that I forgot about you or didn't care about you, it was that I didn't have time to think about you. I needed to be selfish, in other words I needed to take care of me. Once the wind blew, I had no choice but to sweep up whatever pieces I could find, while you were simply sweeping me under the rug. I didn't even know where to begin. The words weren't there, because I wasn't there. The most important people in my life were gone, and banished me into the darkness .In result of this, the hurt turned to anger. I know yours did too, maybe I couldn't understand that then, but I do now.
