• You’re my best friend

    by  • September 26, 2010 • * Safe for Work *, Friends, Heartbreak, Lost Love, Regret • 1 Comment


    You’re my best friend but nothing more than that.

    You expect me to pick up and move with you when you go to CA but I don’t know if I can do that and because I don’t know, I know that I’m not in love with you like I want to be.

    But I can’t tell you that, I can’t break your heart and have your family hate me. Instead, I’ll sit here writing this to myself and hundreds of people who may read it and think “What a bitch, she should just break up with him.”

    You helped me heal through so many things. You were the one person who knew about my abortion when I told countless others I miscarried because I was ashamed. You counseled me through break-ups, family strife, drama between friends (and enemies), and of course my on-going night terrors. Because of all this you’ll always be in my heart but I need someone who can keep the nightmares away, who matches me on movies and music.

    I’m sorry but I can’t be with someone who won’t let me rock out to Journey when I’m in a bad mood. And it’s the one song I can sing perfectly in a karaoke bar drunk off my butt.

    I’m sorry I will eventually break your heart and I hope you’ll forgive me for it when it happens


    One Response to You’re my best friend

    1. Melly
      September 27, 2010 at 5:43 am

      I know exactly how you feel. I, myself, was just in the same sort of reltationship. I wasn’t sure exactly how to break it off with him, but I decided that it was time. Good luck.

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