Leave.

Watching you leave my side was the worst thing that could have ever happened to me.

We were so close.

Sleepovers every weekend.

Shopping with eachother every Fridays.

All those times are just the past now.

You're not the same.

Whenever I talk to you now, I feel as if I don't even know you.

As if I'm talking to a brick wall.

You give me weird looks.

As if months ago you weren't laughing by my side.

So tell me please, what the fuck are you looking at.

And don't put the blame on me because I tried to save us.

I tried so hard to get you to hang out again.

You hang out with your other friends

And look at me as if you don't know me anymore.

This poem is about: 
Me

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