I Never Wanted to be Their Friend

Who was I to think a happy ending could happen in all of this tragedy?

Who were you to give me that hope?

Sometimes the word "friend" can be a bullet to the heart.

How can you sit there typing about how broken you are,

When I have been trapped in a personal nightmare for four months?

How can you mention the girl you fell for right when you left?

How can you invite me to visit when you have labelled me "friend"?

Friends don't kiss like we did.

Friends don't act like we do.

How can I still have feelings for you when you're gone?

Why do I let myself come in second?

I understand now.

All the boys thought I was fun.

Someone to flirt with,

To have a good time in between relationships.

I feel like a doll on a string being pulled this way and that.

I was tricked with promises of a someday forever.

I was tricked with a poisoned apple,

And now I have to wake up.

Now I have to speak up and come in first.

Reviews

[Jason van Dongen]

I agree. You should speak up and come in first. I have been in a similar position. I had a 'friend' toy with my heart. She would tell me she loved me and wanted to spend forever with me - but only ever when she was lonely. The next day she would apologize and tell me she was just confused. Ultimately, I realized I was getting played - very much like a doll on a string - and moved on emotionally. Anyway, I digress. The emotions in this piece of writing moved me, and I was able to relate. I like the metaphors you employed. Keep writing.