Dear Diary,
Is there anyone I can call a 'friend' ?
I'm not okay.
When I saw they were hiding something, I tried to accept it. I thought, maybe it's time. In my life, everything will always go through the same phase.
At first, we might look like friends. We can be close, tell stories, share secrets, go out together, then they will get closer while I will get further away.
In the end, everything we've done will disappear. Our days together never existed. I will be forgotten. Why does it feel so suffocating?
I still don't understand what a lasting friendship feels like. In the end, there will be a reason, either the truth or a lie that makes them reluctant to think of me.
Why did they leave me? Why did they seem to hate me? Why are they uncomfortable around me?