When my friend made promises that he couldn't and didn't keep, it hurt. It's close to impossible to describe the true pain of a broken bond, a piece that you want to heal and try to fix, but that's just too difficult to repair. I wrote a poem about it years ago, and now, fully recovered having finally made enough new friends and stronger bonds, I am able to face it and publish my feelings without embarrassment and tears. After almost 15 months of confusion, sobs, and crazy and dramatic middle schoolers, I have learned not only that life's most valuable lessons hurt pretty badly, but that friendship is a gift to never be doubted. Nature has its ways, and everything has a purpose and a destiny. Our paths will twist with others, but we need to be able to trust that we will get on without people at times. True friendship might get hidden, but will always be there, no matter how much life's pain seems to cancel it out. They'll never forget you, and will always eventually come back.


9. Part Nine

Why now, after
Everything I've done
To forget you
Do you reappear
Begging for friendship
For forgiveness
For even a response
But I turn my shoulder
I've had enough of this
Broken, crooked, misleading
Friendship of lies
You promise never to hurt me
But then denounce it the next day?
That's hardly fair
For me, anyways
Not that you'd care
I'm just a thing to talk to
A listener
And one, at that,
With no life of my own
Well that's going to change
I'm tired of this all
Leave me be
I'm tired of this all
This friendship, if it can
Even be called one,
Has reached it's limit
This is done
This is over
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