by Alex Witnish

Created on: June 02, 2008

You were my best friend.
I still hold onto our friendship as if nothing has changed,
I hoped with everything I had,
hoping that it still was what it used to be,
that nothing was out of the ordinary.
I finally woke up.
I'm slowly letting go,
but secretly holding onto those moments that I am trying desperately to forget.

When you talk to me,
I forget the pain you caused me,

the pain of my open wounds numbs my body when you use your soothing words.
You talk to me as if nothing had happened,
then when everything is relatively okay for you,
you forget me...

The pain fills that void of emptiness,
the place that was once full of light and strength,
your betrayal did this to me,
I remain in the eerie dark growing tiresome by the day,
waiting for the light that now lies hidden deep beneath the surface to re-emerge.

In your eyes I am just a person,
a person that is nothing more then an acquaintance and a person who will do what is asked.
I feel like I am screaming at the top of my lungs in a crowded place,
with no-one there listening.
To you I will never be anything more than a substitute,
someone to be there for you when it is convenient for you.

So this is me,
this is the person that offered their friendship,
only to be ignored and have it thrown back in their face.
I wasn't good enough,
but....
someone will appreciate me.
someone will care.
this is me saying goodbye..............

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