We use to be best friends.
I knew your fears.
Your dreams.
I encouraged you.
You encouraged me.
I went your baseball games.
You came to my birthday parties.
I'll always remember the day you asked me if I was okay.
The day you told me what the other girls said about me didn't matter.
The day you said you liked my glasses.
But I'll also remember the day I sat where we use to talk by myself.
The day I cried on the soccer field wishing you'd come make me laugh.
The many days after when I had no one to turn to.
I don't blame you.
Sometimes things just happen.
But I'll always wondered how exactly your title of "Friend"
Turned into "That guy I use to know".
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Thoughts of a Ham Sandwich
PoetryA collection of poems. If you're reading for the first time start at the end.
