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Sep 2015
hey guess what
he’s not my best friend anymore
because you ripped him from me
you turned him into your toy
and you ignored the concept of sharing
like a bratty kid in a sandbox
you had to get your way
or you’d throw a fit and pout
and i clung so hard as you dragged him away
and i left too many fingernail marks so he yanked free
and fell into your waiting, cunning arms

hey guess what
he’s not my best friend anymore
because you changed him
you made him into a follower
and erased his compassion
like a black hole you ****** him up
you made him nothing
and no one could really see it but me
and i clung so hard as you drew him in
and i got so far but i was still tethered to the ship
and he drifted into space as i watched helplessly

hey guess what
he’s not my best friend anymore
because he isn’t strong enough
to see that you’re just using him
to see anyone other than you
to see that i’m hurting
to see that i love him more than you could
and i tried to make him see
and i realized that he never would
and i decided to let him go
which is something that you can’t seem to do
poured out of me after a conversation i had with my friend. she brought this to my attention.
Riley Schatz
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Riley Schatz  Asheville
(Asheville)   
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