Sometimes I don’t feel too smart; But that must be different for you. You tell me everyday how dumb I am and how stupid I look. I’ve never done anything to you. In fact, we were friends once. Do you remember then? We were friends. It wasn’t too long before everything changed. I just want to know if you still think about those days when we were best friends. I think about it all the time. I remember when we were seven and we both went to the playground and we were both afraid of the monkey bars. We were so scared we left the playground and never went back. Then you told me that we don’t need to be so high on the monkey bars when the best playing is on the ground with me. Did you forget you said that? How can so many years of friendship go out your head in a second? After all we’ve done together… You know what, I don’t miss you either. You look happier with them. I can’t be angry that you’re happy; I’m angry because I’m not. It’s not your fault I put so much into being your friend that I have no others; It’s mine…
Artist Note:
This note is a continuation of the previous note. This is from the perspective of someone who is no longer friends with their old best friend. The ex-best friend is now mean to the main character which makes the main character believe it's their fault.