its kind of funny
how after such a long time
the smallest thing, can still eat away at you.
the smallest thing. is it jealousy?
shouldnt you be over it by now?
what exactly, is, the right amount of time to actually 'get over it'. ?
there arent any rules, or regulations as to how people react
how people love
and how people grieve
you can lose people, in so many different ways
through death, the loss of friendship, and those who just drift apart..the saddest part is, who is to say, that even if those who died were still alive, that you would still be friends with them? would they have just been lost by going through the motions of life, different paths, different friends, different interests?
would sheree amanda gatt still be my best friend? is it disrespectful to even think about that?the truth is, i have no idea.
i spent countless hours at that girls house. we talked on the phone, we have so many shared experiences. the first time i drank alcohol, we drank it at her house. it wasnt pretty, and i didnt drink for over a year afterwards. but its a memory i keep. because we were young, and we were stupid. but we had fun. isnt that what its all about? growing up? you cant deny your past. embrace it, as it has made you who you have become today.
its only until one of these, decisions you make in your youth, turns into tragedy, that it really hits you.
if the accident had not happened that night, would sheree be sitting here today thinking "i cant believe i got in that car"... like i am here thinking "i cant believe we drank that much" ?
as serious as getting in that car may be, if it had not turned to tragedy, would it have just become a life lesson she learnt, and something she could have looked back on and thought, i was so young and so stupid, like we do today?
its these kind of thoughts that haunt me, because as much as i miss her, you cant help but think how life has changed. in my mind, she is still my 15 year old best friend. it makes me sick right now, to think that we have all turned 18, and she has not.
the friendship between the group of girls sheree and i spent my weekends with, has deteriorated. I hardly speak to most of them, others, not at all. which path in life would she have chosen? the one i lead.. or the path that the others have?
and getting back to what i was saying first.how can someone so special to you, someone you love so, so much, ignore you as if you were nothing?
in theory, it is, that you are still best friends.
but when it comes to acting on this friendship, what can you do, when everything you have to offer as a good person and friend is ignored?
if a person reaches out, by sending a message, or even writing a letter, or making a call.
and it is full of love, appreciation and complete honesty,
would it hurt to acknowledge them?
or to acknowledge the fact they made an effort?
am i being taken for granted, or am i just not worth it?
maybe i am just over-reacting.
maybe it wasnt worth the fuss of a reply.
i could accept the fact, that there was no appreciation of the message, or returned gratitude for friendship. with this person, i would hardly expect it.
the hardest part, is knowing someone so well. knowing that this person, would in fact have made a big deal out of the message, written back and pronounced their love and friendship for the person to everyone, if, it was someone else.
another person, a random girl, they may have met on the internet, or at a concert, or through friends.
the ones that arent worth anything. who say they will be there, but really. they wont. the ones who pretend they "understand you" and who make all these false claims about the future. who talk a lot. but have never actually been there.
but whatever. funny thing is, they like to believe it. im not sure if its because they are all genuinely ignorant as to how friendship works and dont understand the problem here, or if they are just inconsiderate of their true friends feelings.
this makes sense in my head, but probably doesnt to others.
ill let you all go now.
goodnight
xxx
If you could read my mind
You might see more of me than meets the eye
And you've been all wrong
Not who you think I am
You've never given me a chance
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