I’d tell you you’re being a horrible person.
I’d tell you you have no right to do that to someone else.
I’d tell you you were a hypocrite for causing a pain that is so familiar to you.
I’d stick up for a friend.
I’d be brave enough to pick a side and stick to it. Even if it were the wrong one.
I’d tell you what you were doing was wrong. Even if you were my friend.
I would never pretend to care and yet offer nothing.
I wouldn’t talk about you behind your back then continue the charade.
I’d defend you even when you weren’t there.
I’d loathe them for hurting you.
I wouldn’t be like you. Or her. Or him.
I’d get angry. I’d get sad. I’d hate myself.
And then I’d blog.
