Love can make you do crazy things. Although... Nothing seems too crazy if you're committing the act for the one you love. Get knocked up. "Fall" in love. Jump off bridges. Commit suicide together - there's a classic. Thanks William. In my observations people become somebody else when they fall in love. A completely new person is born within a matter of minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years... The old person is completely forgotten to this new being; but outsiders to this birth can recall old memories of the person who once was. They remember laughing with them. Talking with them. Admiring how strong and together they seemed to be as a person.
Then they met him/her and it was great at first. They tell you about their first date. They entrust you with their secrets about this person. Are they the one? They openly consider this viewpoint with you, and you are happy to be involved. The longer they are "together" the further and further you get pushed aside. Your voice unheard, your viewpoint irrelevant, your importance forgotten. It doesn't matter that you once were their "go-to" person. It doesn't matter how much you admired them. It doesn't even matter how many times you address the fact that they are changing for the worst. They don't hear it. They hear wedding bells, and birds, and whatever else... I'm not really that sure on this part. The plan to phase you out has already begun.
You know it's gotten bad when they stop returning your calls. You know they have their phone on them. You have seen them do it to other callers hundreds of times. Their phone rings. They look at the I.D. They hit mute and continue doing whatever their doing. You know you're getting "Bitch Buttoned." It stings, but you can move on.
After a while you start to go numb to the fake, unfamiliar stranger that looks just like a person you once knew. They look like them and sound like them, but what they say and their actual mind set is warped and totally foreign to the person you thought you once knew.
Maybe you never really knew them; but this is probably not the case. Love can do crazy things to people. It made me depressed. It makes my mom fight with me. It made my best friend a complete stranger.
Sadly enough... Girls will be girls. They will be your friend until the end with those pauses and breaks along the way when they decide they want nothing to do with you. It's them and their boyfriend forever. Until one day she calls you up crying and incomprehensible; you will have to calm her down to understand what she's trying to say. What she's trying to say is that it's over. He broke up with her. After however many minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, or years they are done. She needs you. She wants to talk about what happened. She needs you to tell her that everything will be alright. She wont see how much hurt she has caused on you. She wont ask you about the last few minutes, hours, days, weeks, months or years of your life. She will forget about her negligence and look after her own heart. We all put ourselves as number one don't we? She was blinded by love, she didn't know what she was doing. It's your turn to play Judge. Hang up the phone and go back to your movie. Or tell her to FUCK herself and have a nice life. You wont do either. You're going to turn the movie off, throw on your jacket and slip on your shoes and head over to her house with a chick flick and a bucket of popcorn. You are going to tell her everything she wants to hear. You are going to play doctor to her heart. She needs you. You weren't blinded by her affection for her temporary playmate; but you are blinded by your love for her friendship.
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