To my dearest friend...

Once, twice Thrice.
You choose to believe him over me
His opinions Always mattered more,
He always came first.
No matter how much I hated it, never raised my voice
I stayed quiet, quiet because I saw the love,
Behind the pain and tears, that began consuming you exponentially,
Slowly grooming you into what he sees


I tried my best to not make u choose
Probably afraid, I was never an option
Because no matter how comforting my words could be, it held no power, not like his.
I don’t blame you,
The constant pricks and stabs would eventually become all you ever knew.
A habit, that you now can’t live without.


I tried to not take offense
But I’m sorry I did
I tried my hardest to fight for you like I promised,
But I find it takes too much out of me these days,
It leaves me questioning my worth,
My pride is constantly hurt, my heart constantly trying to make sense,
But I am being consumed by my paranoia.


I don’t know how to help you
All I ever wanted, is to be there for you, a friendly face
But ur constant need to surround urself with negativity, draining ur personality and self worth,
Is something I refuse to stand by.
So here I am, with my last move
A grand gesture you could say,
Showing some tough love,
Hoping you understand, this is not the end.
But a fruitful beginning to the person I know you could be.