I hope you're happy now, Bob. You've successfully pushed Sarah completely out of your life. Give yourself a pat on the back, a*****e.
I'm unimpressed. Close friends. Yeah. Right. Still love her? Ha, that's a good joke. She asks you to make time for the three of us, you say you'll make time for me. How very close and loving a friend you are. I go to bat for you and your pathetic, weak a** 'someday' and this great love you feel. I keep trying to be positive about you. And you keep making me a liar. I say something about you, you do the opposite. I'd really like for you to stop spouting bullshit, so I can stop making myself look like a total douche for pitching the ideas that come out of your mouth. It hurts to watch you tell your supposed best friend to have hope. And then rip it from her hands. To tell her you love her and show the opposite. To say your close, while you're trying your god damnedest to push her out of your life. It's sad. The man I used to proudly say was my best friend, that I'd die for, kill for, now sickens me at the thought of what friendship is to you. So far, you're proving how little you value your 'friends'. How long til I get those excuses, Bob? How long til I get to see "We'll always be close friends" and watch you drift away? You were closer to Sarah than you and I have ever been in any lifetime. She knows more about you then I ever did. Yeah, we have years. But any connection we had has long since faded on this end. And you probably can't remember why you feel so deeply. Why you gave me a spot in your family. So I feel it only a matter of time before the dirt on the soles of your shoes is me as well. It's only a matter of time before I'm forgotten and replaced in your life. It took you nine years to call me your brother. It took you a year to call her your wife. But whatever. All that is in the past now. We had a good run, Bob. But this is a path I refuse to follow you down. I cannot be a brother. I cannot be a friend. To someone as you are right now. I will not. I will not stand up for, defend, and befriend you, until you can prove that you are worth my time. Until your actions prove that you value the people who've given you everything they can only to be tossed aside when they've no use to you anymore. Until the words you say have meaning, and you have the honor to hold yourself to them. Until then. I'll be civil. But I'll not be in your corner.
Rayvenica · Sat Oct 23, 2010 @ 06:43pm · 0 Comments |