I had to be angry, surely you see that.
Without anger, there would be nothing to keep me from falling apart, from imploding into the barren emptiness I suddenly saw was there. Was all that was there.
I was always jealous of you.
I guess most people thought our friendship was me being gracious, the smarter faster stronger one. Then if they got to know us they figured it was the other way around. I was better at every thing. And you were better at everything.
For myself, I guess I rotated. When you slept the day away while I slaved on the raft, I wondered why I put up with you. When you worked with me when I knew you couldn't really care less, working just for me, then I wondered why you put up with me.
But on the best days, I realized neither of us was being gracious. I thought we just fit together, two puzzle pieces, two best friends. Forever.
I wonder how I didn't see when Kairi joined us. I never made friends easily but I suppose I just followed your example and we went from two to three puzzle pieces. Just that easily.
It's just that now, you fit with more people. Lined up perfectly, with no me-piece to be seen.
And I finally see the whole truth.
We weren't made to fit, any more than you and those other two are. You are just made to fit with everyone. My only best friend is best friend with everyone and everything he sees. And they are all best friends with him too. With you.
So what am I?
Angry.
Betrayed.
Right?