this is a story of a broken heart due to a broken friendship. in the end it was me who destroyed us as friends. i slid to the background and stayed there and now my friends has moved on w/o me. i was hoping it would never come to this point, but it did. and me trying to gain back my friends is harder than i thought. this hurts more than losing a guy. my friends take most of my heart, and so now most of that heart is broken. foolish me. i did nothing, and the people who carried me thru my darkest hours has left me there.
i dint mean to lose them. but i have no one to blame but myself. i learned to grow on my own and apart from them and now i am a stranger in their eyes. i no longer feel like i hold a place in their hearts and the part where i held theirs, is damaged. i'm completely out of the loop w/ everything and i can't find my way back to them. i tried. or more of, i'm trying. i'm trying to be better. i'm trying to gain back my friends. but its tougher now that i feel like they give no fuck. well i can't say i give no fuck, because currently i'm giving the most fuck i have ever given towards something. i want us back. it doesnt have to be the way it once was but i want a part of that back. i want us to be able to run to them like i once did. but it was my fault that i let the clouds that surrounded me be an asshole.
what am i to do?
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