yours, truly

I remember the times when we were close.
Close, real tight.
And I used to tell you everything.
And you told me everything, too.
Ahhh... those were good times.
But little by little, it went away.
You didn't know it, but slowly you changed.
Slowly, bit by bit, drifting away.
Neglecting me, like an owner abondoning a puppy dog once it had grown tired of it.
What a heartless, cruel, owner.
What a poor puppy dog.
What a sad story.
You didn't know it, but you hurt me.
Very, very much.
I couldn't let it out, couldn't tell anyone about it, because I was hoping that you'd turn around, that you'd change, that you'd go back to being the old you.
But no, you never changed back.
I didn't tell anyone, kept the pain to myself.
Was never a crying person, but because of you, and what you've done to hurt me, I cried more oftenly than I ever did.
Never thought I could cry so much over something.
Never thought you meant so much to me.
Worse part was, you didn't realise it.
Months drifted away, and I suffered in silence.
No one knew, not even you.
Again and again, you hurt me.
In ways I would never describe.
Sometimes, it was even on purpose, for fun.
I'd never thought you were so insensitive.
And then, it stopped.
I cry no more for you.
I cry no more for anything else.
I cry, NO MORE.
Never again.

I am incapable of crying any more.
And its all your fault.
You turned me against you.
Its all your doing.
Look no further, its not anyone else.
Its you.
Yes, you.
Look what you've done, tuning me out.
Look what I've resorted to doing.
The only person I can pour out my sorrows to is my blog.
MY BLOG.
My tears dried up long ago, my heart hardened with it, too.
You've turned me into a emotionless, heartless, cruel, monster.
I care for nothing no more.
Never again.
You're not worth it.
Not worth crying for.

Best friends NO MORE.