Enough is enough. I don’t like you meddling in my business like this. We’ve been through a lot of changes, but we’ve been through them together. We’ve grown a lot over the last 4 years, but we’ve grown together. I’m not with you on this one, though. I’m sorry, but if this is how it’s going to be for now on, I don’t know how this relationship can move forward.
It hurts to hear that, Facebook? Well, it hurts to say it, but we had an agreement from the beginning. Our pasts were our pasts, and nothing more. As far as you were concerned, there was nothing before you. I was fine letting you think that and not having to answer questions about this person or that person that used to be a part of my life but no longer was.
But here you are, Facebook, sticking your nose in my business. Every day, you nag. “Poke this person.” “Send a message to that guy.” “Write on this girl’s wall.” I don’t want to, alright?! People grow apart. That’s what’s happened here. Maybe we haven’t talked because something happened between us that you’ll never understand. I understand you’re incapable of sympathizing with human emotion, so I’m just asking you to let this one go, okay?
Every time you make one of these suggestions, it reopens old wounds. You know why I shouldn’t write on his wall? Because last time we communicated with each other in person was in an elective senior year of high school. I can’t just try to reignite that old flame. People don’t respond to stuff like that. It seems desperate. It’s very unbecoming. Our friendship is purely a facade - a mutual understanding between two people that we can look more popular if we just accept the request from this “friend” to add to our constantly growing list.
In the beginning, you simply suggested people I could be friends with. That was fine. I respected that. You were only looking out for me. Maybe I’d overlooked somebody using you that I could add to form another facade and add another friend to my growing list. But to start nudging me to communicate more with the facade relationships of my friendship ranks? That’s too far. It’s better this way. Trust me.
And stop telling me to poke my friend’s mom. It’s weird.