When did you decide that the puzzle we were putting together had changed?
When did you decide that our friendship was like broken china?
When did you decide that when you look to the left as you don't see the sun but you see stars
When did you decide that you couldn't tell me all of this
Did you think it would hurt me
Did you think it would break my bones
You think in someway that by not telling me this you weren't going to shatter my soul
I would walk away with a smile on my face
Knowing that my friend just decided she's not allowed to talk to me
Maybe it is all your fault
Maybe it's mine
Maybe it's both of us
But by not telling me you broke me more than if you would've told me
If you would've told me that you do want to be friends
That maybe I was just someone that there
Someone you didn't care about
That maybe she means more to you than I do
The maybe I never meant anything to you
Just tell me
What
Did
I
Do
Wrong?
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Remembering the Memories
PoetryThis is a story of memories. Some are fictional, while others are nonfiction. Enjoy laughing, crying and jumping for joy with me. ~ Alexa Rider