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Where We Went Wrong

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Are you sure you want to ask
  where we went wrong?
Do you remember the first day we met?
  You wanted to give me a makeover
    make me wear skirts,
      turn me into a real girl.
What about Valentines Day?
  When you dressed me up
    and swore to me he'd notice
      but he would never pick me,
       and you knew it.
Remember that weekend, before the fair?
   The time you stole her boyfriend
     and locked yourself in my room with him
      and your little "apology" came in the form of
       our names carved in my windowsill
        in a box, next to your names in a heart.
You know that time Jordan liked me?
   After he had already liked you and you said no,
     but for some reason, you were jealous.
       You told me I was lucky,
         that I'd change my mind about him.
           Well just my luck, I did.
Remember our first fight?
     All because he held my hand.
       You knew I liked him,
         and I never knew you did.
           So I'll use your excuse.
             "How could I know?
                 You never told me."
Do you ever think about that deal we made?
     "Whoever gets him, the other can't be mad."
        Would you have agreed if you ever thought he'd pick me?
          Somehow, I doubt it.
            But when he was done with you,
              -or not quite done, I guess-
                he was mine, if only for a short while
                  and I loved him,
                   not that it made a difference.
Remember my Sweet Sixteen, and your big news?
      I doubt you ever planned on telling me
        but who could resist being the centre of attention
          with such a crowd.
            You thought I would judge you for it
              yet it never occurred to you that I might be hurt by it.
                I brushed it off, didn't even get mad
                  and like the friend you are,
                    you simply ignored it.
What about after summer, when you moved across the country?
      You called nearly every day,
        to tell me about your latest boy
          next big heartbreak,
            or just how great it all was.
               And still, we just ignored us.
                 I thought it was gone, you were gone,
                   so I let it go.
Do you remember the day you told me you were coming back?
       I had no idea how to respond.
         Sure, we were best friends,  
           but that was a year ago.
             I had let you go,
               and to bring you back meant bringing him back
                 which meant realizing I wasn't over it.
                   But you had forgotten all about him.
Have you ever thought about when Caleb ended it?
      You called me in tears, because he had been the one.
        Just like every other one.
          But at least you still had Jordan, right?
Was that the start of our second fight?
      You took what you wanted,
        but hardly noticed the rest of the world.
          I told you everything one day
            because I couldn't keep it all inside anymore.
              You can't say you didn't know.
                I'm not exactly subtle.
Remember that sleepover?
      We all know what really happened
        but who needs the drama of confronting you?
          It's bad enough that you took the boy I loved
            but you cheated on him, too.
What came after that?
      Just a string of boys.
       You never did know how to be alone.
         And for a year, I ignored it.
          I moved on, I was happy.
Do you ever think about when Josh liked Melissa?
      I have bad luck with Sweet Sixteens.
        I got over him pretty easily.
          The part that hurt me
            was when you told me you were worried about her
              because he wasn't good enough
                and she was such a great friend,
                  so you wouldn't let him near her,
                    yet you had told me to go for it.
                      That night, that was the last time I cut.
                        And it was all for you.
Remember when Steven dumped me?
      When he was trying to be mean,
        calling me names, shouting,
          he told me that he cheated on me
            with you.
              And I knew it was a lie,
               but it just shows,
                 he knew how to hit where it hurts.
You know that boy I met, my instant best friend?
      For months, I was falling for him
       and he was slowly moving closer to me
        and just when it seemed like we might have something
         he met you.
          You know how we joked about you never meeting my future husband,
           'cause he might like you better?
            It's not a joke.
Remember when you two broke up the first time?
       You asked me how to be alone,
         asked what to do when you want to cuddle,
          when you feel lonely.
           You never learned how to be single.
Have you thought about the second time?
        He called me crying, said it was all so stupid,
          that I was right.
            He told me he wasn't using facebook
              because you kept messaging him,
                wanting to talk.
                  I tried to tell you nicely
                    that he needed his space.
                     But you had to ask him anyways.
Remember all the people you hurt?
        Those are the people I care about.
          You really should have learned how to be alone.
            It might be useful.
haha this is longer than I expected. and probably not too great. oh well. feedback is welcome! :)
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Honest and love your formatting and look it created! :)