Alone.

You don’t know

Me.

Or my hurting.

You never wanted to.

I understand that I am not

important enough.

I understand that you wanted

To cut me off.

I understand that I did not

meet your standards.

But I will never understand

How you could possibly think that

going from one day

being my best friend

To the next,

completely ignoring me,

sending me hate letters,

humiliating me

is okay.

How could you have

Resented me so much?

For what?

I am left to

pick up the mess in my heart

Left by your inability to

express yourself clearly

and your fear of

being confronted.

I am left dumbfounded

and alone.

 

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