Bestie?

I know Angie and I won't last. I might be labelled mean for saying this. But, I know the truth. When we're together, I'm the listener, she's the talker. I'm not complaining, and I do prefer to listen. but, sometimes I want someone to listen to me. It's always about Angie when we're together, if I want to share she'll cut me off 'I'm not done yet.' and I'll hold on to my thoughts, but there'll never be a chance for me to express me. I'll forget, and most times I'll never tell her. So, at the end of the day I get away from her feeling exhausted. Just tired, for being someone else's listener. I think that's even why we are friends. I listen, I let her take center stage. I never mind being the one in the shadow, I can share her, I never mind. That's maybe why. In the end, I know I'll be too tired and we'll fade off. I don't mind, I'm tired.