a thing about people

the first fall
was fine and fun
we complemented each other
we played our favorite games together
we did not fight

the summer
was fine but not fun
we complemented each other
we played our favorite games together
you started hurting me

the second fall
was 'fine' and 'fun'
i complemented you
you ignored me
you hurt me

the winter
was fine and fun
you treated me like shit
you lied about me
i left you, hating you

(_{i wish we'd parted as friends})