Coffeehouse Poetry

I wasn't the friend to you that you were to me all along. I must have been lacking I must have been wrong I figured you were done and slowing packing. Times got rough We created a wall You seemed tough But sometimes I wish you would just call. Just like glass, my heart was broken Just like a star you lit up my world. There are still words left unspoken. Inside of me, my stomach has swirled. I can't concentrate on anything I do At the moment, I am feeling confused. The sky is turning grey from being sunny and blue. My heart has been bruised. In the end all I have to say is : I love you, Do you love me? Our friendship is like a sheltering tree.