It isn’t fair.

Why are you walking towards me?

Just stop.

The figure just won’t stop in her tracks.

Please.

I’m so tired.

She comes in for a hug – a tight one at that. I feel myself being squeezed by the older, for a moment, I felt suffocated. It wasn’t because she couldn’t let me breathe – it wasn’t that tight to that extend.

I felt my heart suffocating.

I questioned myself on why I keep letting her do this, keep letting her have her own way. The hugs we share no longer granted the same warmth, the same feelings. It all felt like a one-way relationship in which, I no longer feel anything but only jealousy and unfairness.

Who the hell are you – you in which you think you have the decision to come and go as you please? You seek me for comfort as though I belong to you; like a home. I had enough.

I like you too much, but you like others more.

We share a special bond that the other members don’t; we’ve been friends for 6-7 years now. I know you better than anyone else but now I don’t, you’re almost like a changed person, the only thing not changed was the fact that how you always came coming back to me when you felt like it.

But now, I just want to push you away.

She looks surprised at my very action. I wonder what’s going through in her mind –