Frenemy

It started ever since Kindergarten

It began with the pottery presentation oddly enough

I was babbling away with my best friend, whose name I no longer remember anymore

Just as she eyed my prized work enviously, and complimented my marvelous cup

There you were shoving me hard in the back, making me drop my piece just in time to see a now shattered and pitiful broken pieces of clay

I looked back giving my best death glare look to only see you playfully stick your tongue out

***

Our implicit but explicit rivalry continued tirelessly

It was just another average day when you said you've received an e-mail congratulating your winning for the poem that you scribbled within a couple of minutes

I went home, and my hand reached to open up to the page where I've written with such meticulousness in my diary

The page was tainted with tear-marks and shredded at the edge,

And the glittery royal blue no longer sparkled as it read,

"Anybody can sympathize with the sufferings of a friend, but it requires a very fine nature to sympathise with a friend’s success. – Oscar Wilde"

My other hand now automatically reached for the half broken pair of earphones to aid me in blocking the rest of this mental damage you've caused in my life

My fingers mechanically and unconsciously search for Kelly Rowland's "Dirty Laundry" and press play in my tiny yet potent fingers

I sigh a breath of relief as I drone myself to hear the familiar melody tune into the soulful R&B

"...While my sister was on stage killing it,

I was enraged,

Bird in a cage, you would never know what I was dealing with

Went out separate ways, but I was happy she was killing it

Bittersweet, she was up, I was down…"

She was killing it damn right

All I ever noticed was the spotlight it shone on her

The reputation she earned

The rewards she received

The competition she won

I started to relate to the lyrics that I never understood in the first place —the words that I hoped to never perceive in the future

The enigmatic words uncoiled and revealed their solid form as they submerged from the surface, leaving me dizzy and weak as my eyes tried to adapt and register themselves to the newly focused and coherent world

Just as I was about to give up adjusting myself to this 3-D universe,

I see you progressing forward,

Filling my head with such ugly and ominous resentment that it made me fear this unknown beast creeping right beneath my skin

Just as I was starting to slack off, I see you smirking off at me, leaving me overcome with embarrassment and childish impulse to get the rest of me

Just as I was going to end this so-called "friendship",

There you were shoving me again but only to see you holding up a distorted cup.

"You like it? I made it in honor of celebrating your 1st internship!"

You hold it tentatively in front of me, as if you were shy.

"Of course you'll buy me a nice glass of champagne when I get my 1st job" said as you deviously flashed that wicked smile of yours

And I?

I just laughed at this utter ridiculousness