I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you. You lied, you cheated, and you stole. You stole people’s love for you and tossed it like a new toy no longer attractive in a child’s eye. You lied and tricked me into believing that you really needed help. You cheated my trust, and my last faith in you. You disappointed me over and over again, to a point I no longer can accept you as my friend. You are a toxin. You poison my life and I respectfully refuse to have you in my life ever again. You may have been one of my closest friends but something changed you. The neediness to be loved changes you into a beast who can easily hurt people just because you aren’t happy. You want to be loved. I get it. Who doesn’t? I don’t object to such natural desire. But what I have trouble with is your neediness to always be the spotlight in people’s lives. What I have trouble with is you having trouble to accept that you are not as important as you think you are. What I have trouble with is you having no trouble to dispose people’s love and affection just because they start to see you and your flaws.
You don’t get it, do you? When people see your flaws, it is when you and them merge into one. They become a part of your life, and you become a part in theirs. It’s a blessing, but yet you see it as a threat. You dispose them, and you find new affection. You trick new people to loving you just so you can dispose them again. Maybe I’m wrong, but I’m just a person who can’t stand anymore being around a person who can so easily hurt other people. Maybe I’ve judged you too harshly, I’m sorry if I do, but I just can no longer see you depicting people’s mistakes and throwing them away. Maybe I will have my karma for closing my eyes for you and ignoring your inner self’s cries, but I can’t risk my sanity just to rescue you who don’t even want to be rescued. I know right now I’m not doing the noblest thing, but I’ll take my chances. All I know, I can’t be around a person like you. I can’t be around you.
Look, I won’t hurt you. I won’t cheat or steal from you. I won’t mislead you into a lie. You were once my friend, and I know you have your inner fears. I know you were hurt, and you are damaged. But friend, a lot of people are. Most people are. How come only you turn out to be the needy love-thirsty bitch who can care less about how people feel? How come only you turn out to be arrogant enough to acknowledge that other people are as struggling as you are, and you’re not the only one in this whole wide world with a miserable past?
So, let’s part ways. Live your life the way you want it, come to terms with your own life on your own time. Learn from your mistakes, which I hope would be in the hardest way possible considering how you’ve hurt people, and be better person for everyone’s sake. All in all, let’s no longer be in each other’s lives. It hasn’t been a real pleasure to meet you, but well, alright.