You became like everyone else in a moment where I didn’t need you to be.

The fact that I’m still grasping at what little heartstrings I can speaks mountains for my normal attempts at personal contact.

I felt a bond in our lack of strength. You were the first person I told everything to and because of you it helped me to tell others as well.

I may have drifted out and strayed due to the clusterfuck I’ve been dealt but it takes two to form a friendship full of drunk I love you’s and the fact that I was once one of your “girls”.

I might always overthink things but I know when I’ve been abandoned.