Warped Friendship

I once believed our friendship was a solid thing, something recognizable, but I've learned I was mistaken. You choose to believe the lies of people you barely knew to a twenty year friendship that never really was.

The few times we have talked the distance was real and fashionable, and I knew what happened because I knew who you had been talking to the very people who find pleasure in causing other people pain.

I can't really consider you a friend anymore, no matter how many times you pretend it's TRUE, while throwing the lies you believe in my face.

It hurt at first, and honestly it still does, but right now I'm angry at myself for believing that you'd stand by me, instead of throwing me under the bus.

I'm done being hurt though, done living my life like a lie, don't pretend a friendship exists that no longer does.

To say anything about this process has been easy would be a lie, but I've learned that the truest friend I ever had died, and honestly no one compares to her even in her greatest pain, she was a comfort and I comforted her too. and arguments and disagreements did not end a friendship that I believed was strong, nor did anyone else's lies.

I'm exhausted with this whole process but more exhausting is the fact you are still pretending we are something that we are not, one end you claim…