in light of recent events, i felt the need to write this since it's what i do to cope.
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it hurt me, what you did.
because i thought i knew you, i really did.
you were my built-in best friend, my companion through it all.
and then you go and do that.
and you hurt me and everyone else who cares about you.
why do it? what did you hope to gain?
nothing is what you have gained.
instead you have lost my trust.
and now i sit here, torn between ignoring you for doing such an ignorant thing and supporting you because you are not okay.
you need my support, your tears yelled that at me because you would never say it.
but you need to learn because you didn't know already, and that my tears scream at you.
give me a reason. an explanation.
you've disappointed us all and i told you this, knowing full well that it would make you feel guilty and much worse than you were already feeling.
and i don't know if that's the right thing, but i thought it necessary for you to feel as hurt as the rest of us.
because it hurt us, what you did.
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restless: a poetry collection
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