Читать книгу Gold Mouth - Hannah D. McClendon - Страница 12

I wanted her to be happy for me

as I was for her,

as bad as I wanted her

to be my best friend

the more she turned

into my worst enemy

drama was all she wanted to see,

Deep down

she didn’t care for me,

And I could tell by the way

she would stare at me

from across the table,

Friendship;

A beginning to an end

that did everything but end well,

the only correction she could add

Was the fact that I forgot to mention

the tension she would cause

every time we saw each other,

Every time I hear her name

I cringe,

My mind twists back to the ending;

our friendship had

loose ends left untied,

unbothered,

untied;

unmovable

until the day we both die,

I let myself be subject to her misery;

misery loves company,

I stayed as long as I could

Until you told me I wasn’t good enough

for your friendship