Who Knew

People come people go what fun it is when they don't show mind equal blown!
They say we're friends until the end ride or die whats that in my eye a tear from you!
Who knew?
My so called friend is this the end of us?  
Yes its a must, because I've lost the trust I had with you. I feel like a used up old shoe..
Who knew ?
Best friends forever or just for today I feel so played and betrayed!
My feelings of trust I'd say it's a must to bust this up, no need to mend it lets just end it.
Who Knew?



©Cheri Larsson
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Gauthier Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 8:45 PM
Good poem, Cheri. There are lots of fair weather friends in this world, disappointments part of our learning curve.
losophy  Avatar
April 9, 2018 at 9:45 AM
It hurts deeply to allow someone into your circle so close, only to find out later they were just faking...but, eventually a person's true colors will surface. And ultimately in the long run it's more of lost to them, because they will never find another friend so true as you....
Ajmal Avatar
March 29, 2018 at 12:22 PM
This is a really nice written poem and an enjoyable one to read, you see everybody should learn to live alone because nobody is going to stay with you forever, all such promises are broken, which were once friends are now strangers and in the end we have to go to our grave all alone, so nobody will stay forever except a handful of persons who are sincair, so what s best, never let that people leave you and don t choose someone else over them who knows that that new person will stay or not,
Larsson Avatar
March 29, 2018 at 3:18 PM
Thank you!! I agree with you 100 percent =)
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