You hid things from me.
Well, more like attempted to hide because with you things never stayed hidden.
I'd see a post with you and your friends.
Who just so happened to be my friends too.
You tried to hide it, but despite your efforts, I still found out.
Your lies stayed hidden the longest.
But just like those pictures, I saw them eventually.
A part of me wishes you were better at hiding things.
And the reason is simple: I didn't want to lose you as my friend.
And as your lies, secrets, and hangouts began to add up.
But I was subtracted from that.
But here we are.
Still eight months without talking, all because of your "hidden" things.
I hope you do a better job of hiding things in the future.
Maybe you'll actually keep some friends...