The Loss

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Who are you?
Certainly not the person I called my best friend.
What did you say your name was again?

You've changed so much since we last talked.
You used to laugh with me, not at me.
You used to share the same interests as me
Until other people walked in and abruptly ended our friendship.

Do you still smile at the memories we shared?
Or are they a painful reminder of what used to be?
I feels like it's my fault.
That we don't talk anymore.

We used to be so close.
We couldn't go a day without talking
Until I got stressed out
And you didn't want that kind of commitment in your life.

I guess I shouldn't have depended on you as much as I did.
And I should have listened to you more often.
But near the end of our friendship
You stopped caring
The conversations dwindled
Communication stopped.

I've considered calling you
Anything, just to apologize.
But things wouldn't be the same between you and me.
So I ask myself, what's the point?
Why bother?

I know the answer.
It's because i miss having someone who understood me so well.
It's because I miss the good times that we shared.
It's because I don't want to just throw away a relationship I worked so hard to maintain.

It's because I miss you.
But I know that you don't miss me because you've already moved on
And found a replacement.
So I ask myself again,
What's the point?
And this time,
I don't have an excuse.

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