Friends.

Okay. 

I'm being honest now. Its me speaking. 

Only me. Not my ego. Not my self righteousness. 

Not even my wingless freedom of speech. It is me speaking. 

It's Afaf. It hurts to see you being that kind with someone who is the reason 

behind my irrecoverable scars. I mean, I know she's your friend and everything. 

But it hurts to know that you aren't even a little mad at the person who

 did nothing but tip toe over my shattered pieces when I couldn't 

even move from the pain. At the one person who I thought 

would be there always, and the very person who 

oiled the fire that burnt inside of me. 

You're not even a little mad? 

-Fa