It was nice to pretend I had met somebody to relate to. It was nice to laugh, make fun of our bosses, drink ‘til we were done for the night and talk about the love of our lives.

You know I liked him, yet pursued as well. Jumped on a boat you had no intention of staying on. You asked about my life, I asked about yours too, courtesies were your biggest flaw.

All I thought is that I had friend to vent to. It was never the case, you built up my trust just to light the matches and burn every bridge towards whatever it was that connected that night.

I would have said yes, I would have given it try, if only your intentions were aligned with mine. It would have never worked out, I was too in love with him and you knew it too well from the start.

It was never a coincidence where I ended up the first night we met. I chose to second left seat at the bar because I knew that’s where he would be. He talked to me, I met you as well. You were there, he and I talked endlessly.

Though it didn’t work well, he met someone else. A friendship kindle from what could have been, wish we were the same.

But it’s different, he never tried to touch or insult me by pretending to know shit about me. I was honest, maybe a little too much when drunk, but I never expected you to turn against me.

Unfollow what you don’t like, and that’s fine. But don’t pretend as if you cared or that you don’t check on me once in a while to see how’s it’s been or if I’m written another letter for him.

I’m making the decision to distance ourselves. I never wanted to be an experiment, I wanted a forever attached with ring; all you ever wanted was to see how good I looked without my crazy colored prints clothes.

What kind of a woman do you think I am? I thought we were friends.

Guess we were both wrong. I’m staying kind of silent, hope you do as well. If it’s revenge you’re seeking, we and they all know I was in love with him. There’s no point of making a mockery of a girl’s heart, when I stopped at the moment he loved to lead me on.

Hope that you know that I don’t mean harm. That could have been us too, except I don’t play with people’s hearts like your friends do.

[Foto por Paulette Wooten en Unsplash]