The more I think about how blind
I was to how awful you've been to me
And how much trauma
And mental fuckedness
You added into me
The more I realize
You're no different from my ex
The more I begin to hate you too
Why did I waste 8 years
Clinging to the false fact
That you were my best friend?
Our best friendship ended years ago
I clung to a memory
A hope
A ghost
And you're dating
Another best friend of mine
Who abandoned me
Because I guess it was too much work
To put in the other 50% of effort
To fix the problems I admitted to
And wanted to fix
As long as they could admit and fix too
No
It was easier to just block me
And be done with it
You know what?
Im not sorry
I'll never be sorry
I stuck up for myself
I told you two
That how you treated me isn't okay
That I wanted change
And improvement in our friendships
Only to be the only one giving effort
I have nothing to apologize for
Although you may think differently
To avoid responsibility
To make you feel better
It's whatever
Ill keep spilling my guts
When the need arises
But at the end of the day
I dont care about you anymore
I care about the damage you left behind
YOU ARE READING
My Scribble Thoughts
PoetryMy second official series of poems, starting from My Frozen Heart. Sometimes we all can't think clearly. Sometimes we all don't have the ability to organize the cluster of words and scribbled thoughts in our head. I'm here to try and do it for you...
