You don't talk to me for months, and next thing I know, you text me.
From your ex boyfriends phone.
The one you say you hate hanging out with.
How is that supposed to make me feel?
Knowing you would rather hang out with him than with me?
You never call me.
I'm not your friend anymore.
You don't know how I've changed.
You wouldn't recognize me anymore.
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