just more poetry!

Ehhhhhh stuff like my thought and all that jazz

For some reason, I used to think that these three people were my best friends. But now that I'm looking back I don't know why. They would take me for granted, doing things they know would hurt me, then saying sorry and acting like everything would go away because they did so. They would mess with my emotions, play pranks on me, ones that would end up with me crying on the floor of my bathroom all night. Lie to my face, thinking that I would never find out. They would talk behind my back, than to my face, say that I was an amazing person. But I put my foot down. I left them without warning, being done with their lies and betrayal, but now they put me up as the bad guy. Saying I was the one that was wasting their time, that I was the one that was making their lives miserable. I just don't understand. All I did was be kind to them, I kept my mouth shut, went along with what they wanted to do, I gave them my time money and as much as I hate to say it, love. But all I got was pain and broken memories in return. I've been slowly blocking some of the memories from them though, I've forgotten their names, I only remember them as them now. Ive forgotten where they live and how they look are slowly starting to fade as well. But I know, no matter how many memories I'll block of them, I will never forget the emotional pain they brought me from every time they used me for their personal gain.