The girls would always come to me, and even some times guys. They asked for advice, and I gave them my opinion. That’s how it’s always worked. Well what about me? What do I do when I need advice? Especially when it’s something that I have told my friends my opinion on already. Why can’t I take my own advice? I’ve told my girls that the guy isn’t a friend if he thinks he’s in charge. He doesn’t deserve her because he ignores her and treats her like crap. Now it’s happening to me, and I let you walk all over me. You make the calls. You want to be friends one minute, and then act like you don’t know me the next, and I let you come back to me. I welcome you with open arms. I’m always waiting for the days you do decide you want my friendship. (When you decide I am worth your time, and your girlfriend isn’t there to hold you back.) You see, she has you on a leash. You’re like a dog. You get to go out and play as your master pleases. The master, your girlfriend, the horrible witch. She forbids you to have friends, and you let her take charge. You never stop to think that you may be hurting anyone. It doesn’t matter to you. The friendship doesn’t matter. You know you can always come back. It doesn’t matter if you obey the witch and hurts your friend. I’ll always let you back in. I’ll let you walk all over me, and I’ll do as you say. You have me in the palm of your hands. I have loved you from the very start. (Not that kind of love, but a special love. The love of true friends, the one that feels it will never end.) Well I was wrong. I was wrong again. I was just another friend to you. Maybe just an aquaitance. I felt more strongly about our two years of friendship than you did. How come I can’t just let you go? Why do I hold on? Because I care. I want so bad for this to be a nightmare. I don’t really want to be losing a best friend. But you know where we stand. You know that you’ve got me right where you want me, and that I’m not going anywhere. Well you know what? It’s your turn to be wrong. I will love you as a friend forever, and I will never forget you. But I will never forget the hell you have put me through. The pain you have caused me. I will never forget the way you tossed our friendship around as if it was nothing. It was nothing to you, but something to me, and I care about you so much. I care so much that I’m saying goodbye. I don’t want you hurting me anymore. Hurting me by not having anything to do with me. Well I’m not going to have anything to do with you. I am going to move on and cherish the friends that I do have. The friends that respect me and don’t take me for granted. The friends that don’t expect me to be there after they chose their girlfriend over everyone else. You couldn’t see what really mattered most. The saying goes the same for guys. "Girlfriends come and go, but friends are forever." Maybe you don’t believe in that. Well that’s fine. You aren’t hurting me anymore. I’ve finished crying. I’ve finished waiting on the couch for you to knock on my door, call the house, or even page me. I’m not letting my life pass me by, waiting for empty promises. I leave you with this...my final goodbye. Take my tears, take my pain. I don’t want what you have caused me.
Written by: Stevi Balsamo
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