I made a special place in my heart for you,
You were my "best friend",
In the end you turned rude.
But I don't want us to end.
All I have is the sweet memories still,But now they have turned stale.
I can't believe how you made me feel,
I was full of color but now I'm ill.
I don't know if you still care,
But I do.
The first thing I noticed was your hair.
I don't want to but I still do.
We haven't talked in 2 weeks,You might as well call me dirt,
I don't think normal people give this much hurt.
The last thing I'm gonna do is weep.
You used to make me want to come to school,
But now you're not even cool.
You turned this smile upside down,You hurt me worse than anyone;
So you deserve a crown.
You act like my life's a pun.
After the 2nd day you practically disappeared,
Just like I always feared.
I gave you my trust,
And you treated it like dust.
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PoetryPoems I wrote in 8th, 9th, 10th, and 11th grade to express my pain. Try to enjoy. :) Remember to comment or Inbox me, vote, and whatever. Tell your friends 'bout my stories. And I'm always open to new advice. Thanks for reading. :)