Estranged

How could she tell me I am a liar? How could she tell everybody I was not left behind? How could she when she told me I was her best friend? How could she lied to me all those times? How could she be able to look at me with disgust when I am in the corner licking my wounds and tell me it was all self inflicted? How could she go on happy? Why does it hurt so much? I am not wallowing in self pity but I am embracing my pain. It hurts this much because you are the friend I loved most and when it does not hurt anymore...that's when I'll realize you are a part of my journey. A thing of the past. That's where you'll exist. I'll be able to look straight into your eyes but not with those loving eyes anymore. I will be able to pass by you without that feeling that I think I can cry anytime. You will no longer have the reign over me. You were beside me because I have put you there. I have tied a string from my heart to yours. And I won't have to feel the pain like it is being pulled whenever I see you. Because I am able to forgive you.

Then everyone will ask. How could you throw it all away? Then I would say, you do not throw something precious away. Then what happened? Maybe it wasn't precious at all.