You’re too busy for me, though you know how terribly I need you, but you’re not too busy to spend weekends doing God knows what with the friends you always complained to me about? You may know how much I need you, but I’m not blind. I can see straight through your bullshit. Blame it on the school work, list all your assignments and responsibilities for me. Go ahead. I have no sympathy for you anymore.

You were my best friend in the whole world. Why are you forgetting about me?