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We were best friends. Laughing, deep talks, karaoke Carried on for years. You were my everything. I told you all my thoughts Feelings too, with hesitation You cared for me, as I for you More years went by Graduations, jobs, life. The weight of the workforce Crushed my authenticity. One year ago: Less talks, less love, more distance Pulled in two directions The rope was neglected. What was there to do? Time for a big life change Wedding bells in the distance I was eager, excited, happy To be part of it What happened? You said, “I don’t recognize you anymore” Shock. Grief. Confusion. I’m still me Depression stole my words. Anxiety gripped the wheel I watched as our bond unraveled An old rope, strand by strand. I tried to hold it together, But it slipped through my hands. We were friends. But not how you wanted it Compliance was priority I am self indulgent. I am a liar too, Of what? I do not know. Public humiliation, hurt, shame “My wedding isn’t about you” I was defending myself, from your apathetic words. The only option left Is suffocating silence Heavy with nothingness I am sorry this all happened. And still I don’t know why.
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Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 4:29 PM UTC
Me & My Friend
We were best friends. Laughing, deep talks, karaoke Carried on for years. You were my everything. I told you all my thoughts Feelings too, with hesitation You cared for me, as I for you More years went by Graduations, jobs, life. The weight of the workforce Crushed my authenticity. One year ago: Less talks, less love, more distance Pulled in two directions The rope was neglected. What was there to do? Time for a big life change Wedding bells in the distance I was eager, excited, happy To be part of it What happened? You said, “I don’t recognize you anymore” Shock. Grief. Confusion. I’m still me Depression stole my words. Anxiety gripped the wheel I watched as our bond unraveled An old rope, strand by strand. I tried to hold it together, But it slipped through my hands. We were friends. But not how you wanted it Compliance was priority I am self indulgent. I am a liar too, Of what? I do not know. Public humiliation, hurt, shame “My wedding isn’t about you” I was defending myself, from your apathetic words. The only option left Is suffocating silence Heavy with nothingness I am sorry this all happened. And still I don’t know why.
-written 8/27/25
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summerzodiac
25/F
Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 4:29 PM UTC
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