"What you did to me is unheard of. Unspeakable. You are repulsive. Goodbye."
I can't deal with you no more.
You were my best friend.
Called me a b** and h and so, so much more.
At this point,
if you don't know those two words,
then you haven't been in this sort of situation.
He was my best friend.
My best friend.
It's still burned in the back of my mind.

Surprising,
isn't it,
when the person you trust the most
doesn't just bail,
but hurts you.
The person you loved the most
makes you stay up crying in bed.
The person you loved the most
makes you feel afraid of going to school
or unlocking your phone.

At this point,
I have given up.
My real friends are my old friends,
the ones everyone thought I would dump forever.
But, they always lurked in the background
of my life.
They may have been shoved to the side,
but never did they fade.

These are the friends that were by your side
through the hardest times.
Before you meet the one friend you
get crazy close with in one night and
pretend
trust grows on trees,
think about your old friends.
The ones you might be mad at for a stupid,
stupid reason.
Give them a chance.

Don't let the others fade,
just because you found a new "them."

You've replaced them.
But, the replacement will fail to serve.

The hardest thing in the world
is loving someone who can't love
and who has never known of true love

I loved a girl who had a divergent mirror
And when she looked through that mirror
she saw things far from what they actually were

I was gonna slay dragons
and stop the time for you
But you rejected it
Somehow when I proclaimed my undying love for you
All you could hear is that I was gonna use your vulnerability
I am sorry you did not love yourself enough to let yourself see the truth

I was supposed to be happy
I left him because it was
Right
It was
Socially acceptable
But I was pulled so hard away from
You
I didn’t want to let go, and I don’t know why I’m crying
It’s over a year since you cared
I think you did
Or maybe you just wanted her,and I know she wanted you
But why does it still have to
hurt
when he moves on with her
I know I use her as a mirror
Because I don’t know how to judge anyone but the reflection
I want to smash it but
I can’t
I need it
I need to know why
And I want it to stop because it
Hurts, so bad
The first relationship shouldn’t feel like this
He was too long ago, too shallow, too blind to see you for you
So why does it
hurt
My face is still wet
And this isn’t helping

When we fall and no other attempts
                                       to help us up.
But a enemy pulls us from our lowest point.

We know that friends are just an illusion
                 and enemies show there true colours
                                         through our hardships. enemies

Being the ones who are our hardest critics,
                                     but the first to clench
                               there fist is true meaning.