BFF's don't last
I remember when I met you in Kindergarten.
Your beautiful pale blue eyes and long, blond hair attracting me to you like a magnet.
My dark brown eyes and dark colored hair looking too bland-
no room to compare.
I instantly thought you were prettier than me.
Then you came up to me, I was quite shocked.
But we have been best friends ever since.
Then, in 4th grade I moved.
I figured you forgot about me.
I mean, you were still gorgeous, you had a lot of friends,
And when you're 10 years old that means everything.
I came back in 6th grade,
I barely recognized you, but your piercing eyes told me who you were.
I went up and asked, just to be sure.
We talked throughout the day, like we never stopped.
BFF's forever, right?
I remember I went home, and for once I didn't cry that night.
Then, the year ended, and summer soon passed
7th grade, well, it wasn't much of a blast.
We got expelled together.
But then we went to the expulsion school and became even closer.
We cried on the last day that year, we knew we wouldn't see each other.
If only I would've told you about the scars buried deep into my wrist,
Maybe things would've ended then, and it wouldn't feel like this.
But, we're BFF's forever, right?
I mean, it does say best friends forever, so I thought that's what it meant.
But now we're almost done with 8th grade and we've both changed so much.
We were fine at the beginning, we picked out our schedules together.
Then after about a month, my sleeve went up too high.
You wanted me to quit, but it's hard.
You started vaping.
I started with you.
You're so pretty, I wanted to be like you.
Blue eyes, blond hair, skinny, everything I wanted but couldn't be.
I became belimic, you still don't know.
You gave me your suicide letter.
I was scared to leave you alone.
I kept you alive, but everything I said, you thought I was lying.
2 weeks later, I gave you mine.
I told you that I wasn't afraid of dying.
I'm not pretty like you, so what good am I?
I was 13 and alone.
One day my parents left home and I tried to end it all.
I woke up, and hated it.
2 months ago we got expelled.
Now we're in an expulsion school again.
Except, instead of getting closer, apart, we fell.
You asked out my crush in the same hour I told you I liked him.
You could get any guy with how pretty you are but you chose to hurt me.
Then you made up rumors for attention.
But, we're best friends forever, right?
I tried to cut you off, but you came crawling back.
Now you want to cut it off.
BFF's just don't last.
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