Aug 2018
I look back on our friendship
The broken pieces smashed on the floor
Through the toxic words
Through the bad memories
I realize I still miss you
I miss our sister-like bond
I miss the way we talked and laughed
I miss being part of your family
And you being part of mine
I know what we had is done and over with
But sometimes
I like to gather the broken pieces
Toss the poisoned ones to the side
And rearrange it into something good
Look back on the good times
Reminisce
I wish I could bring that back
But then I look to the poisoned pieces
All sitting in a pile menacingly
And it all comes back
Your cutting words
Your overbearing attitude
The way you made me feel sick
This was broken for a reason
You are gone for a reason
I’ll have to keep it that way
To protect myself
From the brokenness
The broken pieces smashed on the floor
Through the toxic words
Through the bad memories
I realize I still miss you
I miss our sister-like bond
I miss the way we talked and laughed
I miss being part of your family
And you being part of mine
I know what we had is done and over with
But sometimes
I like to gather the broken pieces
Toss the poisoned ones to the side
And rearrange it into something good
Look back on the good times
Reminisce
I wish I could bring that back
But then I look to the poisoned pieces
All sitting in a pile menacingly
And it all comes back
Your cutting words
Your overbearing attitude
The way you made me feel sick
This was broken for a reason
You are gone for a reason
I’ll have to keep it that way
To protect myself
From the brokenness
oh look another poem about one of the most traumatic experiences of my life!! this is about the same person I wrote about awhile ago in a poem called Friend. it’s been almost a full year since our friendship abruptly ended and I’m still dwelling on it too often because I haven’t fully let go WOOHOO I’ve just been going through the social media of her and her family because I’m an emo mess that doesn’t know how to properly cope
