A “Heart Made of glass my mind of stone”

If I’m honest, I don’t think all of this was your fault. I feel that you probably feel jealous of me. I was nding new friends, and I was around more people. But that’s just the way I comfort myself because I don’t like to be alone. I always knew that about myself. I knew that you had my back, but then you just left. To me, it was like one day you were there, then the next day you were gone. Sometimes I felt jealous of you. I thought that you were just like the wind. You move on, you become a new person, but then I always felt at the end that the wind kept hitting back at me. It’s like you were my other half. When you left me, I thought that no one wanted me. I felt that if I couldn’t even keep my best friend, then what was the purpose of me being friends with anybody. But then I realized that you’re just the type of person who likes to explore and wants to know di erent people’s personalities. The only thing is when you do that, you leave other people behind instead of taking them with you.

Now I realize that I shouldn’t be mad at you, neither should I be jealous. You were the type of person that wanted many people around you. You were the type to explore. If I’m honest, there’s nothing I can do. I forgive you for leaving me. Our friendship was nothing more than an elementary school friendship. I forgive you, but most importantly, I forgive myself for being mad every time you left. I forgive myself for always wanting you to come back to me. I forgive myself for taking you back every time you left me. I hope you’re doing good. I haven’t talked to you in 7 years. How’s it going?