Dear friend who abandoned me,
I know this is very unconventional but let’s turn the table for once. Let me speak this time.
So? How’s everything going? Okay, I can’t do these formalities with you so let’s just come to the point.
I never said this but I loved sleeping under your pillow and also over your chest. I loved your possessiveness towards me. Even though you cried a lot, I loved it that day when you brokeup with that narcissistic ex of yours, and I shouldn’t mention but you also threw me away and then said “nevermind”. Yes, I loved that swag, it suited you.
And I loved that skirt too. The one that you stopped putting up coz someone said it doesn’t go with your complexion. Whatever!
And oh! Have you yet told your sister that you were sorry for smashing her favourite vase after that big cat fight you two had?
Listen, I miss you. I so do. Please resume me. I know once you loved me more than anyone. Not only because I wasn’t one of them who would gosssip behind your back but also because I never judged you.
I remember you once told me that people become stars after they die. Will you once again allow me to watch your mother up there shining the most, all night long with you?
I do know all your high school secrets, may I also know how your day at work goes? May be once in a week?
Its been a bit long but I know we can still get along, without a doubt. Don’t believe me? Let’s go to our favorite spot in the park, just the two of us and then we’ll see. And by “just the two of us” I mean JUST US and not your new friend ~ ‘Playlist’.
I know I shouldn’t say this but I’m jealous of it. Now you never come back running to me whenever something unusual happens. I know why. May be because I can never say a word but your playlist, well it knows all the answers and has all the right songs for all your right moments.
But do you realise I was the one who always listened YOU, YOUR rants, YOUR heartbreaks, YOUR embarrassing stories, I let you let YOUR heart out and not bottle things up like your *new friend* makes you do because hey, it never let’s you say a word and doesn’t shut itself up for a moment.
And oh here’s a fun fact, the stats of a diary being involved in a road accident is very low in comparison to *coughs* playlists.
Okay sorry! No offence please.
oh isn’t it the smily you used to draw!!
~Dairy That You Stopped Updating