It all happened a few years ago
when all my maturity was kinda low
I had a best friendCalled her my sister in crime
today I lay in my room wishing back the wasted timeWe did everything and all of it together..right now this moment without her somehow I feel much...much better
We have the greatest and the weirdest memories together no one could've ever replaced her...and here I've replaced her ounce of a care
I write about her because I never stopped loving my 'sister in crime' and she is still a part of my life
That I can't deny..The nights we would cry together
about many things that involve the past and how I always knew our hours and moments like that together will surely never lastI used to see you as a hero...my hero..
it gave me a whole six to seven years
to see the real you and I was blind to see it all throughYou would promise me you would always be there no matter what it takes...I always believed that..yet you were the first to scratch that
and left me drained
Emotionally exhausted
Sleeping in for a straight week
trying my best to encourage myself
since the person I claim to be my other half..just left me falling a partI couldn't believe it..never thought that it was true..I used to believe it a nightmare and would try to convince myself it will go away in time..and disappear...but it kept happening
I gave up hope and told myself I needed to get up and cope..it took me three days to feel I was loved and that your selfishness will never bring me under a betrayed rug
You always used to pretend..I never understood it until you showed me why..I truly regretted meeting you and wanted to stay away because truly our friendship was a dead on lie
I will never call you a friend
just another person I know
until our contact will endI still can't believe I cried over you that night..why was I so dumb and out of sight...I should've never told you,
you made me sad because that was the best way you crawled your way in and I wouldn't stay madI should've never been shocked about how you reacted because I'm guessing that's what hurt does it reattaches to your out burst on others
I needed to believe our friendship was long gone and that her always having something against me was true and it will never go undone
But I had to believe it cause its true...
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Poetry is Passion
שיריםSo this is a book of poetry most of what I write is either Something I experienced or how I would React to certain things in life or Whatever life throws at me This also contains some crazy things that..you might find weird...so I'm just warning i...