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Apr 2015
I once knew a guy who got sent away.
We wrote each other letters and talked on the phone every day.

And while he was gone, we became best friends.
But who knew when he got out that it would come to an end.

I should have known it was all "jail talk" and that you had lied.
"What happened to my best friend?" I kept asking you as I cried.

Everyone tried to warn me but I just could not see.
I told them all that my best friend would not do that to me!

But they were all right when they told me it was just a play.
I could not believe that someone would go that far for a place to stay.

But people do and say things all the time that are not true.
I did not want to accept the fact that I was being used by you.

I cry everyday because I feel as if my best friend has died.
I have thought of ways to get even because you have lied.

I need to move past this and get on with my life.
Especially now since you are married and have a new wife.

You are still trying to play me but now I can see . . . .
That for all my wishing, you were never the best friend you pretended to be.
Written by
Vicki Cheek
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   Cheyenne
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