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Blocked (A Deleted Friendship. . .?)
Hey.... Yeah you?
Remember me?
Your friend... The one that you would come to with your problems.
The one that you allowed to stay at your house.
Remember me?
I tried talking to you at the dance.
I texted you earlier that day...
Why the sudden change?
Why the sudden hatred towards me?
Did I do something wrong?
What happen to trust...?
What happen to loyalty?
What happen to our friendship?
I stop going to school and you stop talking to me?
Did you know that I was forced to dropout?
That I never was going to officially dropout until they made me the other day?
That I wanted to go back...
Did you know that?
Did you have some family problems?
Why could you talk about it?
Why could you come to me with your problems....
Like...
Like you usually did.
What changed?
Did you?
Did I?
Is this another burned out friendship?
Started with random conversation.
Held together with trust and love.
And then burned out, ripped to shreds & deleted.
Another heart broken.
Another few tears to be cried...
But no scars to show for this lost friend...
Not like the others...
I have become numb to this sort of pain.
This pain that I have felt too often.
Too many times to count.
A heart that too easily breaks.
Tears that too easily shead.
Blood that too easily spills.
A lost friendship...
A unanswered question...
A lost cause...
And a final good-bye.
. . . . . (Signal Lost). . . . .
Remember me?
Your friend... The one that you would come to with your problems.
The one that you allowed to stay at your house.
Remember me?
I tried talking to you at the dance.
I texted you earlier that day...
Why the sudden change?
Why the sudden hatred towards me?
Did I do something wrong?
What happen to trust...?
What happen to loyalty?
What happen to our friendship?
I stop going to school and you stop talking to me?
Did you know that I was forced to dropout?
That I never was going to officially dropout until they made me the other day?
That I wanted to go back...
Did you know that?
Did you have some family problems?
Why could you talk about it?
Why could you come to me with your problems....
Like...
Like you usually did.
What changed?
Did you?
Did I?
Is this another burned out friendship?
Started with random conversation.
Held together with trust and love.
And then burned out, ripped to shreds & deleted.
Another heart broken.
Another few tears to be cried...
But no scars to show for this lost friend...
Not like the others...
I have become numb to this sort of pain.
This pain that I have felt too often.
Too many times to count.
A heart that too easily breaks.
Tears that too easily shead.
Blood that too easily spills.
A lost friendship...
A unanswered question...
A lost cause...
And a final good-bye.
. . . . . (Signal Lost). . . . .
Published 30th Apr 2012
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