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Did it end suddenly or slowly?
the signs were there all along,
Yet I was lost in dream,
Denying reality,
'Twas already tearing at the seam,
Words still unsaid,
At night they still ring,
Always in my head,
My mind starts to sing,
Impossible to forget,
The manipulation, the pain
Thoughts of regret
Memories are worthless,
Tainted with sadness,
You make me obsess,
You used me,
Still do,
You see,
It is over now,
Yet it will never end
To think, to think I called you
A friend

AN:
The inspiration for this poem...A couple weeks ago a long time friend and I got into a conversation that eventually ended with we can't be friends, I wouldn't call it mutual, it was definitely on the side, I tried for years, but to no avail, just when I finally thought we had gotten back to where we were, everything collapsed, and to be honest it's really painful because I feel like I've always been the one who's manipulated because it seemed they only ever came back when they wanted something from me. And it's as if they still feel entitled and I hate it, we have mutual friends though and class together so we still see one another it's inevitable and honestly it's hard to describe the feeling because a small part of me still wishes we were friends, but another part questions whether we ever were friends and what was real.
-Angel
Ps.
While this poem is mainly about one person it explains how I feel about more than one person in my life

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