dear jonathan,
do you still remember when
you'd tuck my hair behind my ear?
god, I miss that.
then you'd whisper
"i love you"?
i'd reply
"i love you too"
but we both knew we love
each other as a friend.
who would have thought
that you'd turn against me?
you were my only friend.
the only person i ever
trusted.
what happened?
what did i do?
i knew it.
i was a monster.
an ugly pathetic
excuse for a
best friend.
do you still remember
when we were in school
i was with you
but you pushed me away
and left me eating
alone by the benches?
i never cared
about that.
i just wanted a friend
to rely on.
but question is
where were you when
i needed you the most?
cambria xx
YOU ARE READING
Quietus
Teen Fictionquietus [n.] :removal from activity; especially : death. all they found after my death was my journal. [lowercase intended]