I HATE YOU
Dear H,
I don't want to name you explicitly, but if you're reading this, you know I am talking about you, don't you? I hate you officially now, congrats on being one of the very few if not the only one who I hate now. Thank you for finally blocking me, but screw you for giving me that hope for so long. Thank you for being such a good friend but screw you for abandoning me when I needed you the most (yes, abandoning, you did abandon me, don't even dare to deny it). Thank you for caring so much but screw you for treating me as if I was a nobody. Thank you for giving me so many compliments but screw you for talking ill about me to my parents without providing the full context, without providing the "why i texted you those".
You can't even imagine how much I used to love/adore you, but thanks for making me hate you. Thanks for having those lovely cafe meets, but screw you for giving me a mental breakdown everytime I go to a cafe now (i broke down the last time i went there with my roommates, we haven't gone again ever since, and they don't even know why).
Thanks for praising and encouraging me to write but screw you for calling those same letters traumatising.
Finally, thanks for making me your best friend but screw you for letting your dumb ego come in between our friendship, for not being accountable even once, for not caring ENOUGH.
Yours truly
Shubham
I don't want to name you explicitly, but if you're reading this, you know I am talking about you, don't you? I hate you officially now, congrats on being one of the very few if not the only one who I hate now. Thank you for finally blocking me, but screw you for giving me that hope for so long. Thank you for being such a good friend but screw you for abandoning me when I needed you the most (yes, abandoning, you did abandon me, don't even dare to deny it). Thank you for caring so much but screw you for treating me as if I was a nobody. Thank you for giving me so many compliments but screw you for talking ill about me to my parents without providing the full context, without providing the "why i texted you those".
You can't even imagine how much I used to love/adore you, but thanks for making me hate you. Thanks for having those lovely cafe meets, but screw you for giving me a mental breakdown everytime I go to a cafe now (i broke down the last time i went there with my roommates, we haven't gone again ever since, and they don't even know why).
Thanks for praising and encouraging me to write but screw you for calling those same letters traumatising.
Finally, thanks for making me your best friend but screw you for letting your dumb ego come in between our friendship, for not being accountable even once, for not caring ENOUGH.
Yours truly
Shubham
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