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Marisa Hope Aug 2013
It's times like these I wish you were still here.
A friendship like yours, one I held so dear.
Yesterday is gone and tomorrow is coming,
but what does the future hold?
Well that child,
I do not know.
I do not know how I've managed to make it eight months without you.
I do not know why I can't stop thinking.
I do not know how much longer I have.
And you don't know how much I've been sinking.
Falling for all your pretty little lies.
Falling deep into the brown of your eyes.
I can't help but wonder,
do I ever cross your mind?
Because I can not seem to put you behind.
I do not know how life works,
yet you seem to.
You seem to be able to play with emotions,
not noticing your notions,
which seem to be degrading in the long run.
All the things you promised are far gone.
You gave me hope.
Hope that tomorrow would always bring peace.
But now I have no way to cope.
That last phrase, that's a lie.
I'm finally starting to move on.
Do I wish you were still in my life, yes.
Do I wish you never hurt me, yes.
Can I change what happened, no.
So this is me, beginning anew.
A new chapter in my book starts soon,
and I hope this chapter involves...
**forgetting you
Marisa Hope Jan 2013
I loved you

You left me to stand alone

You helped me walk when I could not

You gained my trust and then threw it away

I loved you

You were my best friend

Swore to me that you’d always be there

You loved me

Slowly we stopped talking, it went from everyday to barely ever

You assured me you’d always be there

You told me you cared

You told me you loved me

Months went by not a single hello

I was accepted into college, not even a congratulations

My phone vibrates, it’s December 28th

It’s you

You said I don’t deserve you anymore

That you helped me when I needed it

That it’s time to move on

I loved you

You were my best friend

Now how the hell do I move on

You loved me

Or was that a lie too

I spend countless nights

Tears running down my face

Why, how, what did I do

I think now

I’m better off without you

I may have loved you

But a memory is all you are now

— The End —