Broken Trust

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It's just a joke, you say

I make mountains out of molehills

Don't take me so seriously

But people should be able to trust their "best friend"

If it was really nothing

Why do I feel sick to my stomach

And like I'm about to cry

There's a pit in my stomach

And it grows larger and larger

My fingers shake as I type out a reluctant

'I love you too'

No longer willing to be the first to say it

The distance of over 900 miles

Has separated us more than I thought it would

I thought it would be you and me

Together forever, pal

But now I find it hard to breathe

I'm trapped within myself

Unable to tell you how I really feel

I just stuck with unshed tears

And a shattered heart

Which I'm not sure will withstand

Anymore breaks


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