Trying to pretend that I don't care
But the slightly sick feeling is still lurking there
I have stopped caring just a little bit
But still, not enough time has passed to get over it
Trying to figure out why, is reaching me to the end of my wit
Slowly getting over the feeling of feeling like shit
I just wish that light on this situation can be lit
But still wishing doesn't always make things come true, does it?
I'll just try to get the thought out of my head
And just accept, that perhaps our friendship is truly
Really
Dead
I'll miss you.
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Friendship Lost
PoetryA bunch of poems I made about a really close friend of mine suddenly ghosting me for no reason. Some are very loosely based on what's actually happening and more based on how she made me feel. I never thought our friendship would end up this way. So...
