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I Have Moved On

people always told me to stand up to you. everytime that i came close to doing so, i'd back away. scared. not wanting to hurt you...although you've hurt me more. everyone always asked me why im your friend. id tell them cuz i love her and shes my best friend. but the truth was....and i only realized that now...is that i didn't actually love you. i told people that about you just to cover up what i really felt. hatred. betrayal. lack of honesty, and jelousy. everyone always told me that you were jelouse of me, that if i hadn't come to this school with you, you would have been treated differently. i didn't want to believe it. i kept making myself believe that you were always like this towards people and not just me. hurting them. lying to them constantly. but it was different. you treated everyone fairly BUT me. it hurts to admit it but i can honestly say that im happier without you. do i sometimes look back at our friendship? yea...i do. but do i regret? no. i don't. standing up to you that one day made me a stronger person. i still question why you chose her over me. we have known each other longer and shared a lot more......but i guess ill never know now will i? no i guess not. but i'd have to say thank you. for making me see who my true friends are, and how hard it is to find them.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/16/2011 8:07:00 AM
A scene played out for real in society. Fine burst of mixed emotions Irina. Many thanks for your kind comments :)
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Date: 7/12/2011 9:46:00 AM
this is a very nice poem i had a friend just like this, its hard to say something to them. my friend didn't really have anyone so i hung out with her but she treated me like crap, but the time does come when you can stand up for yourself. i really enjoyed your poem :)
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