i wrote this poem when i was heartbroken
Tale of a broken hearted best friend
You were so nice to me until you met her and forgot who your friends were.
She will never love you like I do.
My heart is broken but as if you care all you do is look as she stares.
its like standing in the middle of a crowded room screaming for help as people walk by no one helps me they all just stare i start to suffocate i look at you for help but your to busy staring at her to notice I’m dying.
When I reach out to you, you turn away you offer me no help at all because you don't care if I live you don't love me.
Why do I love someone that will never love me back but you told me you don't date friends was that rejection I don't know.
I would like to know why you dated some one you barely even knew instead of someone that truly loves you and you know everything about. i am not mad at you I am mad at myself.
For loving you when you never truly cared.
tohru honda-san1287 Community Member 
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