I wanted to make a friend, a true ride or die friend. And when I thought I did, it was pulled right from under me. We met on a friend's app, then met in real life, and the connection was immediate. Talked almost every day, trauma bonded, I told you things I never told anyone else. I heard you out on your material issues, saw you date these lame people, but I wanted you to be happy. I don't know where along the way I became an afterthought, hangouts became less, responses came in hours, then days, or none at all. I know you're always on your phone, but I'm constantly left on delivered, or worse, left on read. Yeah this friendship is new, only a year old but I guess the roots weren't deep enough for it to grow... but I saw the potential. I concluded that I was just a momentary distraction for the hurt and pain you were going through, and once you moved past it, I became obsolete. Nothing worse than feeling alone from your own doing, than from someone who makes you feel alone. Goodbye Ty.