AN: This is a poem I wrote to one of my friends.  She was being a complete bitch over a guy she was dating that I liked and just didn’t seem to get it.  Writing is generally my way of venting my frustration so I wrote this for her.  After I gave it to her she got mad and gave it back and I haven’t talked to her since.  Her fault not mine.  So anyway I was looking around my room the other day and I found it and thought I might as well post it. 

To You;

All those notes you gave me

Were really poems, now let me see.

You seem to think it’s all about you

When really we were a group of two.

When you left it really hurt,

I felt like I was dropped like dirt.

A promise mad is a promise kept?

Why did you kiss him; it led to this mess!

When you first went out it was barely a crush,

Then it changed I realize you liked him so much.

But that didn’t stop the way I was feeling,

When he spoke to me my insides were reeling.

When did you decide that he meant more?

I mean I didn’t think that’s what real friends are for;

To stand aside while you kissed,

Honestly it made me pissed!

In the beginning I didn’t mind,

Until you both stopped being kind.

The pain it caused, hurt so bad,

I cried every night; isn’t that sad?

Some people say it’s healthy to cry

But when it happens so often, I wonder, why?

A friend lost; was it worth a guy gained?

Because even now he’s gone it will never be the same.

Did you realize that by taking me,

You hurt my friends,

Now I know how it feels because you have done the same

When will you stop with this stupid old game?

First it was Steph and then it was me, then David and now the new Stephanie.

If she ends up hurt like we all have been

I won’t feel sorry for you.

You can be suck a sponge, you take, take, take, take, take,

You suck up all our love and expect us to stay?

You told me he said some horrible things;

Did he? Or was it just in your dreams?

You act all depressed and I used to wonder why, but now I’ve figured it out that you push         us away,

And find yourself alone every second  of every day.

So now you’ve pushed me into the room, turned off the light and left my anger to brew.

I’m being kind of harsh

I know I am but you need to hear it.

I took down al the pictures off my door,

Those are the only memories I have left and I still want more.

But I liked him and don’t worry I still like you too.