I was nervous and shy during our first meet, but your zeal for fun set my nerves at peace. We played dress-up; wearing heels bigger than our feet. Rouge lipstick smudged all over our two front teeth. We danced and twirled to the music’s funky beats; as the moon crept- many secrets were released. The sun awoke; a new day I was eager to see. I waited to see what fun you had for me, but you and your new friend played- not thinking in “we”. I wore a smile, but my heart was in disbelief. I was losing my friend with no way to compete; while I gather dust in my dollhouse pink suite. I knew as a doll sadness and neglect were always meant to be, yet I hoped that this friendship would be everlasting and unique.
Losing a good friendship is very hard- sometimes it is not a result of a disagreement- it's just life moving on carrying you two apart; nonetheless it is a sad time in life when it does happen.