Out With The Old, In With The New - Mel Afoa

Definitely didn't see this one coming,

didn't prepare myself for the bruise,

didn't realize I was in for the hurricane,

the typhoon while on my cruise.

You emphasized to me once before,

'best friends until the end'.

Didn't realize you were the exception,

Guess that message didn't send.

I can't believe how stupid I seem now,

left standing alone in this storm,

while off you are, playng lovers,

leaving me all fucked and torn.

Its a wonder I was here in the first place,

when I could've, should've, ran away,

Should've left you while I had that big chance,

Me over you any day.

Yet I stayed, I waited, I yearned, I cried,

Longing for a phone call to come by,

Wanting to here how my best friend was doing,

Even if it meant hearing lies.

I waited for any text message,

for you to see how I was,

a phone call, a letter, anything,

Tissues on the bed, just coz.

I understand how you have a good boyfriend,

who treats you like a queen everyday,

showers you with presents, teddies, promise rings,

texts saying, 'Without you, my heart melts away'.

Doesn't really mean you have to throw me out,

10 year of friendship down the drain,

our bond stomped and spitted on,

threw me out in the gushing rain.

I'm sick and tired of waiting,

I can't put up anymore with the new,

loved-up, awkward, strange, overrated,

friendless, meaningless you.

I'm sick of being the one hurting. I bet you don't even think about calling me unless something happens and you remember me. Well while we're at it, why don't you remember all those 10 years together? I'm pretty sure I'm the only one doing that. Its not the fact that you have a boyfriend that pisses me off. Its the fact that you don't find our friendship is worth anything anymore. I would've sacrificed my lover for you any day, but I guess it's just one-sided. You asked me once before why you couldn't have your boyfriend and me together in your life. The answer? You just can't. You can't have everything, even though you're used to that. It's just the way life is. I think it's pretty clear that we live seperate lives now, ones that are not meant to interwine in the later years of our life. So this?

This is my official goodbye. Goodbye to all our memories, to all our wonderful adventures. I'm sick of this. Months of fighting, weeks of silent treatments...I just can't...I have no energy to fight anymore. I'm wavng goodbye because this is what my instincts tell me is the right thing to do. Last blog I'm sending you because I don't see the worth of it. I don't see the point. I'm over it, over you. You'll read this and move on which is what I want.

Goodbye to the past, goodbye to the future.

Have a good life, friend.

Out with the old, in with the new.

Alios amigos, good day to you too.