The hardest part is knowing how great it could be. I hate it when you tell me that I’m the only one you can really talk to and open up to. It’s not fair. You drag me along and I have tried for so long not to get attatched but its impossible not to. People are right. It’s impossible to be best friends with members of the opposite sex. We were doing just fine. You only care about yourself in this situation. All you do is take. You take so much for me. You kiss me when you want, text me when you want, tell me I’m your favorite girl when you want. And I go along with it because I cannot say no to you. As hard as I try, I can’t just not be there for you. So while you sit there and say how amazing I am, know that I have my guard up. We can be best friends but that’s it. Best friends don’t make out, go to nice dinners together, or hold hands. I’m done with that part of our “friendship”. I deserve better and I know it. So this summer when you are miserable and alone, you can think of me out having fun. Thanks for making me feel so unworthy.
