I would write you a poem.
But you would laugh, and ignore it.
You are such a big part of my life.
And i hate it.
You mean so much to me,
And i mean so little to you.
Even with everything that has happened between us,
Its as if we are strangers to each other.
I love you, sometimes miss you.
But that doesnt change anything.
You don't care, I don't know if you ever did.
So , I guess this is the end.
End of whatever we were.
If we were anything.
I tried helping you.
I wanted our friendship to last.
But I can't do that by myself,
It also takes you.
And I don't know if you were ever there.
YOU ARE READING
Poem Book
PoetryJust a bunch of peoms.....some from the heart..others from everyday things.