I tried so hard to write a clever poem about broken trust, need, and betrayal, but I suppose I'm not up to that task quite yet. So, instead, I'm writing you a story, and hopefully my raw emotions will be powerful enough to satisfy you for now.
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Have you ever needed someone, but they didn't reciprocate the feelings? Maybe a lover, a crush, a co-worker. What if that person was your best friend? Does that change things? You depend on that person and you know they don't depend on you. To them you're disposable, replaceable, but no matter how much that knowledge hurts you still need them. You don't want to seem clingy or obsessed, but all the same you need them in your life. You're just there for entertainment every once in a while, comic relief perhaps. A different person to talk to, but if you disappeared they wouldn't bat an eye. How does it feel now?
Betrayal. You blend into the background, they change and forget about you. They start a new job, get a boyfriend, start drinking, and you see their life start to spin out of control. But what can you do? You don't matter to them. Anything you say can just be laughed off, ignored. And before you know it, you're alone. Hurting. And they don't care. You start to question everything: why did I become best friends with someone who doesn't even value who I am or what I think? Why do you care what happens to them? It would do a whole lot of good to just walk away, forget about them and start anew before you get involved in things you don't want to and let someone who doesn't care about you control your life.
And maybe I'm blowing things out of proportion. Perhaps I over react and can't accept the world for what it is. But things change, and people change, and I feel stuck. Not moving, not going anywhere. Just watching everyone else go on with their lives, yet not accomplishing anything myself. This is the last thing I wanted to happen, and yet it did. And I'm alone.
Thank you for reading.