Two Girls and a Boy[Finished]

It's not like they ever noticed how she felt. Sure, they were always there for her, but that's the problem...They said they'd always be there for her, no matter what. So much for promises.I'm writing this about two girls, and a boy. Me, her, and he. She knew him longer than I did, I had only known him for a month before I fell inlove, she had liked him for a while before then. He had always been something special to the both of us, but we didn't even know eachother until she added me and we started to talk. I had dated him for what seemed like years...But it was only a short two months; the best two months of my life. I had heard about her and the problems they had gone through/been going through, but I never knew they were THAT bad. Things had gotten to the point, him and I had broken up, and we weren't talking. She was going through problems; He was ignoring her.She added me to MSN to ask me for tickets to a show I had, I wouldn't give them to her. Even though I wasn't with him anymore, I wasn't gonna back out on two of my favourite bands. I went, and I had a blast. 1

Anyways, after a while, her and I started talking more, we became really close friends, she told me everything, I told her everything. We like to have conversations about this boy we both loved. I promised never to be with him again if I ever got the chance, I wouldn't do that to her. But we always loved to talk about him, he made us smile by just saying his name...But now him and I don't talk anymore...Six hour conversations on the phone with her, about him, about her, about me...About us. I always had to hold back the tears. Some nights we talk about him like it's nothing, just a friendly conversation between the two of us about our favourite boy, he was precious. One night, we had a long conversation on MSN about him, I said a lot of things, and I meant all of them. She was upset, her friends were forgetting about her, backing off of her problems, and just giving up on her, I hadn't given up on her, I knew there was a way around everything, I just had to find one. 2

Him and I started to talk more, I was so happy, it was making me feel like I was something again, he really makes me feel better about myself. Yet, I still can't over how they don't talk anymore, he made a big deal out of something that could've been fixed in a short time. I didn't care what it did to our friendship, I wanted them to be talking again, it wasn't right, and I didn't think it would ever make sense. He really made her who she had became, if it weren't for him, I don't think she'd be where she is. It's hard to write about these kinds of things, I don't want to take out things from our personal lives, 'cause that would just be wrong, but you can tell it's a rough ride for all of us, and I'm having troubles trying to find the soft road to drive. Everything is under construction, I think the concrete truck has broke down somewhere on the highway to perfection.3

It's not so much that I had given up, it was just that I was tired of hearing about how her friends were leaving her side, and she was feeling empty because she had no one. (And I don't mean that in a bad way) I was just sick of people saying that they're her bestfriend yet they started to write stuff saying they're sick of helping her. I was sick of her being so down all the time, because it was always heartbreaking, but I never tought her to put on a happy face, if she was down, I encouraged her to cry. There was never a time when she needed me and I wasn't there. I love her, she's an awesome friend. 4

So, I end it here, beauty lies inside the holder. The only lies are the ones you make, and a true friendship is a friendship where tears can come free and your friend does nothing but cry with you.5