You know, nothing hurts worse than losing a best friend.
I thought I could confide in you,
Tell you everything, but when I tried to tell you something, something I knew you wouldn't like to hear,
It ended up me losing the best friend I could ever ask for.
I know we had rough times,
I know I did stupid things,
But you were always the one to catch me when I fall,
To help me when I was down.
I still remember the talks, the really REALLY long ones,
The ones where we could just sit and talk about anything that was bothering us,
Whether it been relationships, friendships, or…well anything basically,
I know I didn't listen.
But I can hear it now, the words that I thought were useless at the time,
But now, as I look back, I realize that if I had listened to them then, I would probably still have someone to lean on.
I wish I had listened,
I wish I had opened my eyes…or ears…and realized that what you told me was the truth.
Even if it hurt me to hear the words coming from your mouth,
I needed to hear the words,
I needed to hear what you had to say, about him,
About them, about LIFE, I'm sorry.
If you don't want to listen to me,
Then fine,
But just remember,
You will always be my best friend.
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The Woebegone's Deepest Thoughts
PoetryAll we can do is to write what we feel, what we experience in life and what dramas we've been through in our lives. A collection of book consisting of poems and short stories dedicated to the people who can relate theirselves about it. Some are real...
