Tuesday, February 23, 2010.
Confessions of an Ex-Best friend (a letter to a former friend of nine years)
Young, restless, free.
Running, spinning, safe
From boredom and tears
But not loss. – Me.
I ask few questions,
But many lies flood my ears in return.
You’re only hurting yourself, you think,
But look how you’ve pushed me
Away from your life,
And your actions have pulled you away from mine.
At least I remember the girl I once knew,
Who stole my likes and dislikes,
But who was never a fool.
Never expect people to stay the same. Don’t judge them for changing…
But you didn’t change for yourself,
You changed for attention and drama and problems
And for something to do.
Potential, brains, love, friends, family – all remained
Yet it wasn’t enough, it’s never enough for you
“Honestly, I’m almost done” remember that line?
Done what? You never said anything about starting,
And now you race to the finish with your pupils dilated
And your body too thin, and the smell the smell the smell,
Hands shaking, answering calls, running around
Always late, never time to breathe, never a time to care about others
Friendship is a two way deal, and ours is a lost cause
I tried, you lied, I tried, you lied, I quit.
There’s no sugar coating it, I deserved a better friend
And you deserved my trying and attempts to help.
You got what you deserved,
But you tossed it aside in your “busy” life
Full of emptiness and fear.
I’m gone, going out to wander, and to let who I deserve find me.
Life is too short to stick around and be walked all over.
Life is too beautiful to surround oneself with people who cannot appreciate its natural highs and lows and colors and situations.
Life is too precious to spend it running and not caring about those who matter.
Life is life, and I’m planning on living it the way I’ve never even dreamed of living it.
And if by any chance you want to be a part of this beautiful mess called my life
There is room for you in my heart still, there will always be room for you. But I have higher expectations than I did when I was nine.