Remember what you told me

Remember what you told me? You told me so much. So many fake lines and well phrased lies. So many of them. Things like saying our friendship was most important to you (lie) and that you never just STOP liking someone (lie), even that I was one of your closest friends (another lie). I must say, you really did play your part very well. You’d always been so good at acting; it’s your first love, your passion. I sometimes wish that your parents had let you study drama and acting in Cape Town because then you wouldn’t have been here, just two minutes away from where I live. Then you wouldn’t have been here, so close to me. You wouldn’t have been in my house, in bed with me. You wouldn’t have been in my life, and you wouldn’t have been able to practise your talent for acting at my expense. I wouldn’t have just been a real life prop to use whenever you wanted. To practise your acting on. That’s all I was. Something for you to use and then throw away when you were done with it. Had you gone to cape town, you wouldn't have gotten into my mind, under my skin and into my heart.

If that’s the case, then I’m glad I was worth something in your life, even if I was something there for your convenience. Even if I was worth nothing at all, I had my place in your life. That’s all I want, and so I’m grateful.