I'm happy for you that you've moved on.
But I don't like how you're becoming a hypocrite. And I'm starting to dislike you more and more. I used to think you're the kind of friend that will always remain the same. Like the same old buddy I used to hang out with, no matter how long we'd stay apart and not talk at all or meet up. You seriously have got to be kidding me when you said that we're gonna remain good friends.
Thinking back, you probably only said it cause you had feelings. But still. I was being pretty serious about it. I honestly thought you were a really good friend. I've told you before that I liked talking to you. And I meant it.
And I was planning to text you soon and ask you out. This has totally made me think more than twice about it.
For one, I don't like the way you smoke. And I know I'm not in the position to say anything, but remember when you got so mad at your brother for taking one puff? Yea, and you've taken like more than a billion puffs. Hypocrite much.
And I thought I could look pass that, even though I was super disappointed in you cause I thought you were that one person I could count on for keeping his morals and ethics.
Then I came across your new tumblr, and you lament on how you cannot believe that she's over you so quickly and that she's got a new guy. And a week later, you're falling in love. Oh, and you cannot believe she was over you that quick? You're over her just as quick.
Urgh. I really thought you were that one honest person I could count on no matter what. You really made a huge difference in my life then. Turns out you're just the same as everyone else. You only say and be what you think need to be to get what you want. You are not a tad bit the honest and reliant chap I thought you were.
And everyday I thought I couldn't get more disappointed in you, you disappoint me even more. And I'm not even mad at you. I'm disappointed I didn't realise I couldn't count on you.
And you can forget about me asking you out anytime soon. Not that you need it anyway.
And yet, even as disappointed as I am, something in me tells me that the person I used to know is still somewhere in there. Just lost.
And if it's true, I really hope you find yourself soon. Cause I don't like the person you're becoming.
