You don't know
the full story.
You will never know
the full story. All you can do is support or overlook. Pass judgement but that's all you know. I don't have to prove anything. I won't excuse myself but I haven't disregarded any of my
responsibilities as
your friend. Why is
it so hard for me
to respond to your
texts? Why do I hate seeing a new message? Why do I dread hanging out so much? Is it a flaw in my personality? God knows. But you don't. You'll never know the full
story because I've never
trusted you enough
to share it. I don't know if I should feel bad, honestly. I just feel drained half the time. Wish I knew true friendship. I have an idea but that may be too idealistic. Idk.
