poem: friends

Nov 20, 2005 16:35

Friends
Bethany B.

A while ago
We use to be friends
I looked past your flaws and mistakes

Now that’s all I see
You’ve reached my breaking point
Of lettings things go

You said so many words
That pierced my heart
Scarring the surface

Yet the saddest detail
Is that all of this could have been avoided
If you had just said I’m sorry
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