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Author: You Don't Know I Cry
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-23-06 - Updated: 02-23-06 - id:2119373

My Best Friend

February 23, 2006


When we were younger, we told ourselves

“We’ll be best friends forever”

And for the past four years,

It’s seemed as though it would come true


We basically grew up together

We “took the plunge” and cussed,

Went through puberty, learned some things

And through all the change we stayed


We went everywhere together

On vacations all the time

Each other’s houses every weekend

Out to eat almost every night


We both counted on continuing like this

Together at the hip

For the rest of our lives,

We were supposed to stay


But this year...


As soon as you got the chance,

You got together with the first guy

Who looked at you and flirted

And made out with him the next week


He was a senior, you were 9th grade

It scared me half to fucking death

And through it all I felt as though

I was losing you


The day I saw his car in your drive

After school, you were home alone

My mom, your second mother

And I sat in the living room and cried


After him came the different friends

They didn’t bother me at all

Until they started changing you,

And all of your old friends knew


As I saw less and less of you,

We passed it off on school

We had no classes together

And in band you were with 'him'


You dumped this senior for a guy

Who was still back in eighth grade

It didn’t really bother me

Until he changed his tune


He was always acting “gangsta”

And sometimes flirted with me

It made me so uncomfortable

It made me want to scream


Then him and his older brother

Both of them your friends

They told people they had seen you two

Out there having sex


You denied every last word

And I prayed you were right

Because as the months went by

We were both dying inside


So once this kid was dead and gone,

The senior came back

I never thought he’d go away

And stop pushing you from me


By December of the same year,

You weren’t you anymore

I couldn’t recognize the personality

Of the best friend I once knew


You were dressing differently

And hadn’t been over in months

We used to spend so much time together

But by now you had moved on...


In January I was so god damned scared

Of what you were turning into

That I wrote it here and you read it

And blamed me for everything


Well, we worked it out and for a time

Things were getting better

But the nostalgia wore off

And things continued to get worse


Now today, the blow right to the face

You raked me over the coals

Burning hot, white fire straight

Right through the deep of my heart


You told me he just kissed you

But I’ve found out otherwise

From your mouth to your other friend’s

I found the awful truth


I didn’t like the sound of you

Sneaking into this guy’s party

As decent a guy I thought he was

You’d always been smarter than that


Now after all that I have done for you

Through all these fucking years

You go and do something like this

And you think you’re being “mature”


Where are you going to go from here?

Word’s already gotten around-

They’re calling you a slut, my friend,

A dirty fucking slut


And it hurts so bad to hear that stuff

When they’re talking about my friend

The best friend I have ever had

Through all my years alive


I hate you for what you have done

And for who you’ve become

But I’ll love you forever for the girl

You used to be to me



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