So I know now. That everything was a lie. I'm late in knowing, since everyone apparently found out weeks ago. I was angry. Then I was sad. And disappointed. And now I just.. don't really care anymore. ._. I was a bit concerned since no one would tell me why you suddenly disappeared but now it all seems so stupid.
You know I wouldn't have cared if you just told the truth from the beginning. I was more interested in our friendship and fun chats than who you were irl. I didn't know that much about you anyway in the first place but whatever chances you got to tell me about yourself, you just piled the lies on. And now that it's come out, you've lost everyone.
I don't hate you. The feeling is more of indifference now. I think it's been moving towards that for a while anyway and the breaking point was finding out about everything. You were fun for the first year we talked to each other every day about nothing and everything. I have my doubts now about the things you told me that I believed without hesitation but I can still say that I'll treasure those memories. As time wore on and you disappeared on and off, I could tell see our friendship waning anyway as you became increasingly self absorbed in our conversations.
I think it's time I burn this bridge. I don't need you to come back. I don't need an apology. Or an explanation. You played your part in a chapter of my life that's shaped who I am and I do not regret meeting you, regardless of all the lies. I made so many lovely friends that I treasure because you anchored my interest in CL for the first year of our friendship, thank you for that.
But now your part is over. How you played it was your choice and now it's my choice to opt out.
Have a good life, I know I will.
It was fun.