I do not have the energy.

I do not have the energy to tell you how stupid you are.

I do not have the energy to tell you that I hate you.

I do not have the energy to tell you that you were wrong, that you are always wrong.

I do not have the energy to tell you that I wasted my time on you, time that could have been spent on someone better, someone nicer, someone who actually cared about me.

I can not care anymore.

I can not care that you aren’t going to school anymore.

I can not care that you traded in your books for a blunt.

I can not care that you would rather get drunk, do more drugs, do more illegal things.

I can not care that you’re with an idiot boy again, the same boy that’s hurt you before, cheated on you before, mentally abused you before, someone who doesn’t love you.

I do not love you anymore.

I do not love you anymore, not when you’ve become the shell of person, all hollow, nothing human left in you.

So here’s to the worst best friend ever.

I hope that you don’t drink yourself into a coma.

I hope the drugs you’re given don’t get you killed.

I hope your boyfriend doesn’t get too mad at you.

I hope your hospital visits become fewer and fewer.

I hope you survive.

But that is all I can do. That’s all I have for you.

Hope.