A girl who lost her best friend to hate.
Isn't that what you want to hear?
I write this as I’m laying in the blue blanket that you made me for my birthday.
Or was it for Christmas?
I can’t even remember anymore.
I want to say to your face that I’m sorry if you thought what I said was offensive
But we both know how intransigent I really am.
At the time I didn't think what I said warranted an apology,
I just figured that you were overreacting.
But ever since you stopped talking to me, I go over it in my head day after day.
It’s been months and nothing.
No phones calls.
It’s as if I mean nothing to you anymore.
We've been best friend since sophomore year at the castle
More than five years just washed away.
We both know that what I said was the truth.
Albeit, it could have been said in a much more polite way
But that’s not my way.
I have a mouth like sailor and you know it.
It’s something that never bothered you before, so why now?
It’s been months and I’m sorry.
I can’t bring myself to say that to your face, but I’m sorry.
I’m sorry I have a big mouth.
I’m sorry you overreacted to truth.
I’m sorry any of this happened.
Accept this and talk to me.
Please tell me that I’m not nothing to you anymore.