I want to call this a poem but it isn't..
Poems are light and airy; full of love and emotion
I want to call this a hate letter but it isn't..
Hate letters tear people apart inside; filled with cruel emotions
I guess this is a Diary, A diary of my feelings towards you,
So here it goes:
Ya were my friend for some time
Actually nevermind this doesn't feel like a diary,
I'm just going to write a letter to you
I loved you, loved you like a friend.
You were like my idol though, not my friend
I looked up to you, I worshipped your walk and I agreed with you on everything
You just looked at me, eating up all my respect and worship. Yoo didn't treat me like a friend..
Yoo took me for granted...
It hurts to write this letter because the truth is pouring out...
At first I tried to deny everything..and told lies to myself..but lies are still lies even when you stamp "Da Truth" on them
I guess I'm trying to tell you, you hurt me in ways not possible
In ways only a friend could hurt a friend, but you were never my friend...