You met me 16 years ago. You said you liked me but never committed. For a few years, you kept breadcrumbing my young self until I moved on. Fast forward 10 years later, I come across your friend who I only met probably once or twice back then. This friend says and does everything in the book to convince me he likes me and wants something serious with me. I end up accepting to give him a chance because I don’t owe you any loyalty and we haven’t set eyes on each other in 9 years. Your friend ends up not being serious either, and I move on. You get to hear about it and you try to make me feel bad for giving love a chance without asking you if it’s okay. 10 years after you refused to commit and even marrying someone else. What makes you think I owe you accountability or an explanation for what I do with my life and cat🍑.
in Confession