The one question on my mind is why. Why would you, after all
this time; after all the good memories and gifts, would you just throw our
friendship out the window, and accuse me of something I never did, and sick
your boyfriend on me? Why?
When I first met you, you were somewhat alone, yet
beautifully innocent. You were new to our country, and I showed you kindness
and loved you when others did not. Why then, did you forget this act of selflessness?
Why?
I then introduced you to much of our country, I even introduced
you to many new things and experiences. We both laughed, smiled and had fun. The
wind full of our laughter. Yet you simply let these memories drift away in the
wind. Why?
I introduced you to a new, loving group of friends, and
together, we all went out to lunch, had good times, and created many good
memories and pictures that will never leave, yet you somehow forgot about these
too. Why?
You got a boyfriend. I was really happy for you. I gave you
guys space, respect for both of you, and my blessing as a friend. I even put a
fake smile on my face for when you both kissed in front of me. But you threw
all of this out the window. Why?
I shared all of my feelings with you. You knew my feelings
for you, and we helped each other in tough times, but you block these memories.
Why?
Here I am now, broken on the floor and cornered. You blamed me
for saying something I never did. I have witnesses, my self-confidence and a
thousand other things to prove I am in the right, yet you don’t believe me,
after all we have done, you avoid me, you are afraid of me, you hate me. To you,
I am a disease; a plague. I am your worst nightmares come true. You never look
me in the eyes. Even our mutual friends want to talk to you about how I am
innocent, yet you ignore them as well as my thoughts. It is unfair, and evil.
You drown me in my own thoughts, and silence my soul. As you abandon me and you
friends for your new life with your boyfriend, your world, I can only ask you
one question from my heart. It is the only question I can fathom to believe in
any more. The only thing on my mind, moon after moon after moon. Why?
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