I know that you would be happier with her. You've known her longer. Your tastes are similar. We have to force it. I lie to you.I break promises. I just...I feel like I can't talk to you. And I see your eyes light up when she's around or when you talk about her. When you hang out, you return with all these stories and things you did together. Things I wish we did together, but you won't. Every time we go out, I feel like a wet blanket. I'm just holding you back. Please, be with her. Achieve your actual potential. In a life full of selfishness, letting you go will be my one selfless act.
Just be my friend. Call me every few months and talk about getting coffee to catch up. But make sure plans fall through. Make sure you treat me as the world does. Disposable. Replaceable. Forgettable. A stepping stone towards what you wanted all along. Just...pretend to be my friend.
I'll be okay. I'll find someone else to latch on to. Someone else to hold back and be their wet blanket. And I'll lie to them and suck everything out of them until they find someone they actually have fun with and I'll let them go too. And the cycle will go on and on and I will have achieved my ultimate goal. I can't be everything for someone, but I can be their stepping stone. I can be what they thought they needed. A well intended mistake. And I'll be selfish and take what I want from them until they leave. And I'll be left as the empty husk I was all along. A photo album full of empty memories. Just all the fake pictures they put in frames to sell them. A life full of fake friends and empty smiles...
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