Never did I see
you slipping away from me.
Thought that our friendship
was one that would last forever.
For the past three years,
I stood behind you.
Always had your back
and would be the first to defend you.
Thought that I loved you
and maybe at a time I did.
You made me believe
that I was special to you.
Then came the day
when you did the lowest thing a person could ever do.
I put on a front
so no one could see the hurt.
Month later and the memories
are still haunting me.
Part of me wishes
that I could erase you from my mind.
The friendship that once was
can never be repaired.
Or maybe in the end it was
that you never were a real friend.
YOU ARE READING
11:11
PoesíaMy first poetry book. The title is not permanent until the book is done so it will be changing constantly until the final poem.