blink.

You can text her. I want you two to be friends.
It's not her that I don't like, so much as the fact that you're secretive about things that shouldn't be a big deal.
I don't want to talk to her. I want to do what's best for us.

Now what? It doesn't apply because the title's been stripped away? Because I pushed you to talk to her again? Because I kept telling you over and over again that you shouldn't have cut her out of your life completely?

Why is it so hard to me to find sincerity in your words? Why are their never actions to back them up?
Why am I the bad guy?

If I'm your baby, why can't you stand up for me to her? Why can't you correct her when she's wrong?
Why do you apologize to me, but then not do anything to fix the situation?

Honesty.
I want honesty.
I need honesty.