Poetry and Writing

Where did it go wrong?

I know I'm not smart
Nor rich
Not fun to hang out anymore
I even know I'm not a good friend
But doesn't everyone deserve a reason
Why did we really stop?
The late night talks?
Game night?
even tagging?
I know there are situations that stop us from talking in person
(6 ft apart they say)
It's not easy... it wasn't easy
I try to fix it
God knows I tried
But somewhere along the line
We just stop
Why?
Was I not a friend you wanted
Did I do something that hurt you?
Did I say something wrong?
Am I not the same as before?
You SHOULD know the type of person I am
I'm not the kind that talk with feelings
I keep it to myself
You know that...
You used to talk to me when something is wrong
When something upset you
Hurt you
So...
Where did it go wrong?

Did you just stop caring?