Dear Someone,

It was best that you left.

I never would have had this much self-doubt if you had stayed and I also wouldn’t have had as many tears.

But I never would have had this passion for writing if you had stayed and I never would have seen the truth about you.

You’re a liar.

You’re a traitor.

You’re a attention seeker.

You’re always first.

You’re ‘better than me’.

You’re hurtful.

And you’re always ‘busy’.

But you were also my best friend.

You made me laugh.

You made me want to be better.

You made me feel love.

You made me smile.

You made me be less shy.

You made me happy.

But you also made me feel hurt.

You made me cry.

You made me hate myself.

You made me hurt myself.

You made me depressed.

You shook my entire life to pieces.

And I loved you anyways.

You were a sister to me.

But you never loved me in return.

No, it was always my sister.

I was always second best.

Always, always, always.

So I will wipe my tears,

And say goodbye,

For it was best that you left.