I came to realize that you are not the person who I thought you were.
I remember the day I announced you as a dear and best friend. And I remember you saying how glad you are.
But then, you never treated me that way. Maybe once or twice, just because it was easy at that time to do so, just because you too needed a friend.
But no, you never were a friend to me, and I don't believe you'd ever be.
I'm not disappointed or anything. I just keep saying this out loud to myself to accept the fact that not everything I would wish for, I would get.