one day you are my best friend.
the next. you pretend i don't exist.
you played me.
just like you play your music. on and on.
i didn't realise it until you ran away.
you said "we just had to get something"
thats *******. it feels like more.
when we are alone. you are mine. we do everything together.
i sorted my life out for you.
in a different way. we are sisters.
we share a family. entwined. and yet.
when the moment strikes, you leave me. and pretend nothing happened. and thats what hits me the hardest.
the fact that you don't recognise the hurt, pain and agonising feeling in my stomach. it hits me like a knife. digging deeper into my soul.
and you don't know.
but. i keep coming back for more. and each time i do, the cut gets deeper. and deeper. i cry. kick. scream.
for you.
and i shouldn't but i do.
i can't believe that you did it without me.