second choice
I don't understand what I am too you?
We share these moments of such deep love and understanding that it feels as though we met centuries ago.
Never have I shamed or under minded anything you felt or loved, but our friendship seemed to be the one thing you felt deserved to be treated with shame.
It is normal for friendship to be acted out in different ways but I feel as though I am your second choice, the person you reach too when you know no one else will 'get it'.
And though I get it, I get every bit to such an extent that it makes me feel the same as you, still you choose to indulge in the actions you know hurt me, as it's easier to apologise to me, knowing I will roll over and accept it, than to admit the truth.
