Hate

We were best friends. You loved singing and I loved drawing. You got a contract and I was so happy for you. You left a few months later promising that I could talk to you whenever I needed you. You also said that you be there for my birthday. A few years later you became famous and had a interview. They asked you about me.
You: She doesn't mean anything to me now.

I was so upset that I turned the Tv off. A few months later it was my birthday. I didn't see you. I felt my heart break and be smashed into a bunch of pieces.
You were visiting our town for your tour. You thought everyone liked you..... but you couldn't have been more wrong a lot of things changed.

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