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Why You Left: Thoughts of an Abandoned Friend |
| Written by Tyffn | |
| Sunday, 20 January 2008 | |
Of all the hundreds of thousands of males that exist in the known universe she had to pick him?! Well yea he was hot, was sweet and even gave her gifts, but why’d she go and run off with him? Now I’m all alone in our home town, home for spring break and you’re all I hear about. We were suppose to be best friends forever, we were gonna hang out over break; since you’re on the other side of the country in Maine. Even now when your not here you still get me in trouble. I’m the one who’s getting all the dirty looks like it’s my fault from everyone, even Miss Elaine. Do you even realize who I am? Who you were? I bet you don’t even have a clue about what your parents are going through, do you? While you’re off playing house with some prick you doesn’t give a rats behind about you, your parents are about to move from the only life they’ve ever had because you had to involve yourself with him. I’ll take a guess at this, while I’m hiding in my old room and your parents are leaving their whole lives you’re laying out by his pool or gossiping with your prissy friends. Maybe you’re happy with him, playing with his golden locks, hanging onto his arm, a perfect trophy wife for a CEO of a big company in the city. Well when he dumps you for a ‘newer model’ don’t even bother coming back here ‘cause I’ll be gone and no one will give you a second glance. No, wait do come back so you know the felling of being dissed by your best friend since you left me to clean up the mess you left. You’ll never even begin to be able to fathom my hatred for you. We were inseperateable as kids always together the terrible twosome, not any more. I wish you could have accepted fate and just went to college instead of running off with the first well to do guy to glance your way. I hope you know how big a prat you’re being you promised you’d stay in touch, just as I did but I got no calls, emails, letters and you never replied to anything I sent you. Today I saw Chelsea; she just came for a visit too. She’s rally nice, I can’t figure out why we were ever mean to her. We started developing a friendship, watching the younger kids during Sunday brunch. Oh Sari was there too and even though we were complete bitches to them they hold no grudges, though they’re the only ones. When your mother left she gave me her new address in case you called and wanted it. She still loves you though why and how much is what I wonder. The town had a party for them, to bad you weren’t there though if you were there’d be no need for a party huh? My mom and I were the last to leave and our mothers were clinging to each other, crying just like us before college. I stood to the side, sad knowing we’d never have another moment like that again. Then before mom noticed I was running back towards the house. I know you could care less how I feel at the moment; but deep down you’re still the friend I’ve known and loved. The friend who helped me get back at Robert when he broke up with me for Katlyn in seventh grade. Or who carried me home when I fell out of the tree and broke my arm. You know when we were kids marriage wasn’t a topic. We both swore we’d go to college and allow the other to meet prospective hubbies beforehand. So what did those promises mean to you? I can tell you NOTHING!!! Do you remember that memory box we buried under that big oak tree behind my house? Well when I came home for Christmas I found the ‘Josie and the ***** Cats’ lunchbox, rusted with age sitting on my bedside table. Do you realize you put your retainer in there?! Anyway when they uprooted the tree it was in the hole. I started going through my closet and started to forgive you for everything. Then u stumbled upon a picture of us, dripping wet eating ice cream, seeing us that happy brought a new wave of hate. When Courtney came to get me for dinner I was staring at that picture crying my eyes out; whether it was from grief of anger not even I know. I’ve finally accepted the fate of you no longer being there for me. I’ve met new friends at school I hang out with, though I’m not as close to any of them as I was with you. Maybe you could meet them if you ever decide to visit the sleepy little town we grew up in. I’ve moved on, just as you and your parents have. Now that we’ve all moved on, we can live our lives until one of us makes an appearance in the others life again. Copyright 2008 Tyffn |
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