Her

When they ask you about me tell them the truth.

Tell them she was too good to be understood.

Tell them how you broke her for being herself

Talk a little about how she burnt herself to bright up your long dark nights then tell them how that wasn’t enough for your ego.

Doodle our friendship story on your notebook like you used to then post it with a sad caption for them to feel sorry for your loss. You do a good job with hiding the truth.

She was your best friend now she’s only a friend. I don’t think she will be anything in a little while. 

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