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Turns out I was the other woman
In our friendship.
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Even though I’ve been there for you longer,
way longer than she has.
All it took was one argument for everything to unravel. For you to leave so easily.
You switch sides like it’s nothing, dear friend.
You’re hot and cold.
One day I was your everything, the person you turned to and trusted.
And then simply nothing. Just a distraction and a shadow.
But I stuck with you throughout, each season. Every rise and fall.
I was constant, and I knew that. You knew that.
But she was seasonal.
It wasn’t really a competition I liked her too.
She has this way about her.
She lights up the room in a way very few people can.
Still, it feels unfair and cruel to see that I was so easy to neglect and get over. As if I was disposable to you.
Maybe that’s how I was from the beginning. Just to lean on not to hold on to.
One day she was there and the other she was gone.
