clothing is just like friendships

I’m a worn out friend. Old and worn out. Like my old shirt I’m not using anymore, just laying in my wardrobe. This is like clothes. You’re maybe tired of your old shirt you have been wearing for years so you decide to look for a new one, a better one. Maybe you’re throwing your old shirt away, or you feel like it may get useful someday so you just throw it in your wardrobe. It just ends up laying there forever until you one day decide to clean up and throw away old clothes you’re not using anymore. But when you finally find the old clothing piece at the very back of your cabinet you regret not wearing it. Now it’s too small for you. It doesnt fit. The shirt has gotten tired of you. I’m tired of you not being grateful for having me, always seeking new clothing pieces. I wish you loved me like I loved you. Now I hate you.