Dear Friend.

Dear Friend, or so I though.
Why must you play me like a game?
Forever I though you loved me.
Guess I was wrong.
You've lied to my face.
Several times for that matter.
You've cheated on my best friend.
You've even said you loved me.

Was it true?
Is it true?
Do you really love me,
or was it just a ploy to get inside my head?
Get inside my heart?
To make me tell you things.
Things that no one else but you and I know?

Are you honest?
I'd like to hope so.
Do deserve my love?
I'd like to think so.
But recently you've been distant.
You haven't talked to me.
You haven't answered my questions.

I'm not mad at you.
Disappointed?
Yes.
I am very disappointed.

Why didn't you tell me?
Why haven't you talked to me?
If you had just been honest.
If you had just told me the truth.
I wouldn't have to write this.
I wouldn't have these feelings inside.

I've cried every night.
Because I wish.
I just wish for one simple thing.

That thing being your friendship.
The friendship that we had that summer.
That summer at camp when nothing got us down.
That summer of sitting on the stairs talking.
Just talking about anything and everything.

I miss those days.
I miss the old you.
The you I fell in love with.
Not the you that you've become.

You used to be my best friend.
And now you've made me rethink that.
Rethink my past.
Rethink everything I've ever told you.
And everything that ever happend when we were together.

I want to believe that you're still that person.
I want to believe that you still care.
That you still want to be with me.
That you still have a soul as to know right and wrong.
But has that left along with all sense of reason?
Has that left with all the compassion that you had?

Why must you torture me so?
What did I ever do to you?
Nothing.
That's what.
I never did anything.

Maybe that's where I went wrong.
Maybe I should have been there more.
Maybe I should have called more.
Been more persistant.

But that's not who I am.
I'm not the kind of girl to be too pushy.
I may not be the most beautiful.
Or even the most talented.
But I thought that you could look past all that.
Past all my mistakes.
Past all my flaws.
But honestly, I don't find this true anymore.

Do you want our friendship to end?
Cuz that's what it looks like to me.
I wanted things to work out.
I really did.
But looks like you don't.
So this is the end.

If I'm wrong.
Please correct me.
I just need to know that you still care.
That you're not just some douche who doesn't care.
Be honest with me.
That's all I ever wanted.

Is that what I'll get?
I don't know.
I hope and pray it is.
But only you know.

So for now.
I shall just wait for an honest answer.
Will I get it?
Will you care enough to say anything at all?
We shall see.