I'm so mixed up. I don't understand why I care. I think I just miss who you were. Before the guys and the drama. High school changed you. I don't understand why it bothers me, when I don't even think you've thought of it once. I'm so moved on but there's always that little tick in the back of my mind saying that for some reason I wish it never happened. Because when I'm with everyone else I don't care. But literally everything I do I'm like oh yeah I remember that one time.. wait stop I don't talk to them anymore.. like wtf. I just don't understand why it meant absolutely nothing to you, and it was just nothing to let it go. You were like family. But then the lies? Using me? Obsessing over guys? Doing insane things? Like what happened to just having a good time. I tried to be there for you. And help you as much as I could but I can't control what you do. And I need to worry about myself. But it was just so easy for you to leave. And never look back because now you have something else to obsess over. And nothing else matters right? Because who needs friends. And people to be there for you. I want to delete you from my life completely because you obviously were not worth 6 years of memories. Fuck me for caring.
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