Poetry

Let’s be friends

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You chased me.
You made me feel amazing.
You made me think
what we had
was the best you ever had.

I actually thought so too
then you tossed me aside.
Now you want to be friends.
You say I’m your best friend.

You say this is
the best friendship
you ever had.
But how am I
supposed to be friends
with someone who
made me feel used?

This is not a friendship,
I was just a placeholder
for the void you needed filled.
I was just there to give you
what you couldn’t get from her.

This is not fun, it’s pure agony.
It’s time for me to move on.
It’s time for me to realize
you used me.
It’s time for me to admit
you made a fool of me.

It’s time for you to know
what you did is not ok.
It’s time for you to understand
you took advantage
of my brokenness.

You can’t break my heart
then expect me to be smile
at all your little jokes.
This isn’t funny, it’s pure hell.
My broken heart is real.

No, we cannot be friends.

 

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Image 1 + 2 source: Google images
Contents compiled: April 30 2017
Originally published: April 30 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


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Poetry

This hurts

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Maybe one day
My struggles
would be over.

Maybe one day
I wouldn’t have to be
someone’s charity case.

Maybe one day
This awful feeling
would go away.

Maybe one day,
God willing,
I’ll finally be ok.

 


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Image source: Digital Art by A ~ I.R.B
Contents compiled: April 25 2017
Originally published: April 25 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


Poetry

Oddly Quiet

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That night seemed oddly quiet
Without the sound
Of intense conversation
And infectious laughter.

I wonder if you missed it like I did?
I wonder if your thoughts
Were anything like mine?

 


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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: January 20 2017
Originally published: January 26 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard