i once told someone that being your friend was like being in a relationship. he disagreed with me, yet this same person was every rift that ever came between us. we always had it coming; maybe i was just the flame that finally ignited the fuse. yet i don’t see how all of this is entirely my fault. he lied to me. by saying nothing, you lied to me, too. i didn’t know; how could you expect me to?
i am not sorry for my actions. we both got what we wanted. and we both ended up here. no one wins this round.
“it was the face of a little girl in a banistered cage. and i wondered how we’d put up this barrier, bar by bar, boy by boy, between us.” – born confused