Pissed

Fuming-angry

Perfectionism never was bad.

Why am I such a smart-ass?

Why are you such a bad friend?

I don't see how we ever got along.

Opposite ends of the spectrum.

an all-out yelling fest.

a declaration of rage.

hatred and arguments.

you don't need me as a friend.

as little as I need you,

that doesn't mean

i don't want you around.

almost there.

near the end of the road.

love shall lead the way.

the car stalled.

catapulted our friendship

out the smooth, delicate window.

shattered all we had.

apart.

Pissed

Fuming-angry

Perfectionism never was bad.

Slacking is, my dear, worse.

Why am I such a smart-ass?

Big ego, my dear, ruins it all.

Why are you such a bad friend?

Competition, my dear, can corrupt.

I don't see how we ever got along.

Love, like, content, happiness.

Impulse.

Opposite ends of the spectrum.

You are the red; I am the violet.

while they seem so damned...

so damn far away...

if you align them all in a circle...

the Colors...

they're right next to one another.

too similar.

too close.

dear,

i wish...

i wish you'd never

gone so Far

as to asking me out.

less Love gone to waste.

less Pain.

less Commitment.

less Expectations.

a beautiful, blossoming friendship

Dying

and gone to waste...

all over a stupid English project.