Pathetic. That’s what I’d call you. Just plain miserable and manipulative. You tricked me into giving you the world . Deceived me into believing that you’d never do me ***** You blinded me by your lies “Forget about them , you have me.” But , I didn’t really have you .. Did I ? You took what you wanted . You let me put you before myself . But ? I don’t even blame you . Maybe if I would’ve been in your position , Being offered the world And only being asked for friendship in return .. Maybe then I would’ve robbed you of your trust . And your love .
You were my best friend . My ace , My platonic soulmate . And I treated you as much . But, what was I ? To you , What was I ? A personal tutor ? Remember those last two essays that you just couldn’t get done ? Who helped you ? Who stayed up after an exhausting day at work , After having to bike home in the cold and rain ? Just so you could pass and not worry. Maybe , I was just a free ride . Always taking you places , Always giving you the keys and letting you do whatever. You filled the tank maybe twice within a nine month period . And I never once said anything . Oh I got it , I was your ATM. Whenever you needed money , I was glad to help . Whether it was for an Uber so you could go to your volleyball tournament Since your own “mother” couldn’t take you Or whether it was for a Plan B because YIKES Your boyfriend didn’t know how to pull out . Hm , I guess I was also a personal shopper . Buying you clothes when I bought me some . You didn’t wanna spend your money ? That was fine . I would spend mine And you didn’t even have to ask. I was everything except your friend and that’s all I wanted to be .
I should’ve seen this coming . I should have KNOWN . Looking back All I can see are the signs , Foreshadowing what was to come . You started to change right in front of my own eyes but I didn’t want to believe it . Didn’t want to believe what I could clearly see . You started to ignore me . For days on end . Living in the same house became something like a Silent war . Everyone against me . Including you . You started to disappear into your room . There were no more lifetime movie marathons together . No more staying up and goofing around together . No more talking about any and everything together . I lost you way before I knew I lost you and that makes my heart ache like a pre-existing bruise getting hit over and over again .
This poem means a lot to me . Honestly . Someone hurt me and I don’t know how long it’s gonna take until I’m okay and don’t think about it anymore .