I wrote this the morning after someone who had been my best friend for five years called me an arrogant bitch. I was crying for a long time that night. This is a different type of broken heart than when you break up with a boyfriend/girlfriend. This is a sundering of two of the best friends imaginable.


My Broken Heart

I never thought,

It could be torn apart,

Quite like this,

My broken heart.

"Friends forever,"

She always said.

But 'friends forever,'

Is finally dead.

She always had been,

My best friend,

But now our friendship,

Has met its end.

"Why do you do this,"

I sit and weep,

While she lies peacefully,

In a fitful sleep.

She does not know,

How much it hurt,

When she threw me aside,

Treated me like dirt.

At first it was happiness,

Full of laughter and hugs,

Now it is depression,

Resulting in drugs.

She had me wonder,

'Was she ever my friend?'

Or was she like now,

Only pretend?

But a friend she was,

Strong and true,

I'd give almost anything,

To begin anew.

'Where did we go wrong?'

I sit here and wonder,

As every step I take forward,

I stumble and blunder.

I never thought,

It could be torn apart,

Quite like this,

My broken heart.