heartbreak poems

heartbreak friendship

When everyone rushed in the crowd, I could listen to the silence I had created. Seeing everyone come and go in the meantime has woken me up to the reality that 'they're just someone I knew,' not 'my friends.'I could sit for an hour straight watching something my mind created.A full vivid video of a different picture with friends I made along the way in different environment.

I respectfully refuse to believe in the holy word 'friend' because what are they if they can't be with you through your thick and thin, your lowest and your highest? Or if they were your friends while you were just someone they were forced by time to be friends with?

I'm that person who believes silence is my only friend. Only silence knows how I feel. But those people you call 'friends' are just going to leave you whenever they want to leave you. But silence will remain with you whether you're blooming flowers or when the crops have died. When I have a problem, I will always find silence as a comforting place to be.

When it comes to love, I'll always love my friends with no boundaries because they are my friends. But pity me, they will never see me as their friend, but as a third wheel.

When I see those "someone I knew" in the rush of crowds with the people they call friends, I can't feel the rush but silence. I gave up making friends after I invested all of my beliefs in friendship, which I built brick by brick. At the end of the day, those bricks I built to create a good friendship turned out to have created something else which is this lonely introvert with a problem making friends.

Why do I always failed in every friendship?