Shame on me



It’s sad when people you know become people you knew.
When you can walk right past someone like they were never a big part of your life.
How you use to be able to talk for hours and now you can barley even look at them…
I’ve learned that goodbyes will always hurt and pictures will never replace the times we shared.
When I’m alone I think of you, I wonder how we could have turned out like this.
Why is it that we both shared the same loss and you’re doing fine when I’m in so much pain?
To this day I can’t truly finger point what went wrong, what was said has been said and what’s been done has been done. There’s no turning back now, the hope for us will never seize to exist again.
Shame on you for treating me this way.
Shame on you for making me love you and for pushing me away.
Shame on you for not realizing that I’m a great friend and you probably couldn’t get better. Shame on ME for trusting you, loving you and believing in you.