When Friendship Dies...

November 1, 2010
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She sits on her bed
Her pillow wet with tears
Remnants of pictures scattered everywhere
The memories she never wanted to remember
But for some reason could never forget
She took out the box
She hid in the darkest corner of her closet
The items she found
Flew across the room
Breaking everything that lied in their path
Just as he broke her heart
She looks down at the pictures
They’re not even of him
But she sees him everywhere
She looks at her sweatshirt
The one he gave her in the rain
Way back in freshman year
She walks over to the garbage
Holds them over it
She falls to the floor
Crying
She can’t do it
She can’t get rid of these things
They are her
She hated that her tears made sense
She could never get rid of the memories
No matter how many pictures she tore to bits
He’ll always have a piece of her heart
She’ll never get it back
He’ll always be there
In that empty space
Because when she looks back on these years
She’ll smile
No matter how many times he hurt her
No matter how many times she cried
He was still her best friend
Even though he let their friendship die





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