I watch from a distance
as they treat you like dirt
but due to circumstances
I cannot express my hurt.
You broke my heart when you said
I was not good enough for you
and there were more interesting options
available for you to pursue.
Every Saturday night
I was informed of what you had done
by mutual friends
who did not believe the lies you spun.
They said with sadness
you had lost your way
but was blaming me
for leading you astray.
All I had ever done wrong
was to give you my heart
then let you walk all over me
as you tore it apart.
Now I see you hanging with
your new cool crowd,
their latest plaything
whom the abuse out loud.
I want to confront them
and put them in their place
then turn to you and see
a look of regret upon your face,
instead I leave with
my head bowed low
afraid I might be seen before
I can return to the shadows.

Relatable🙂
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