Reminiscence Of My Best Friend

We've been best friends for years before you finally told me how you felt. 

We've been a couple for two years before you told me about how your feelings for me changed, how the love vanished and how the spark died down. We didn't break up though. Not right away at least. 

You loved someone else, you already did for a while but tried to hide those feelings, even from yourself. When they told you that they suddenly wanted to be with you, there was no holding back. You left without looking back, unmindful of my feelings and enjoying your new life. At first only for some days but we still lived together so you had to come back eventually. When you did you told me about how happy they made you and that you two even slept together. We broke up not even 2 weeks before that. You expected me to be happy with this, because I always said "I'm happy as long as you are." How dumb of me to think you would interpret it like this.

I was there for you, through every up and down for the past 8 years, always there to catch you when you fall. They let you stumble and crash to the floor, even while laughing at you but you still loved them more. I helped you up, they kept you down. When you left the city and started to replace me with other, better people while I begged you to stay and talk to me, I remembered what you said in the night of the break up.

"I'm sorry, but this is how it is. This is not your fault, this is entirely me."

And I couldn't agree on anything else more with you than this.