I Thought

I thought I could trust you.
I thought you knew me.
I thought I knew you.
You thought that I wouldn't mind, and guess what? I did.

I thought you knew right from wrong.
I thought you were there for me.
I thought you were the closest friends I had ever had.
You think nothing of it, that you hurt me.

I thought you were my best friends.
I thought that no matter who you are, what you do, we would always be there for each other.
I thought you were my family.
You thought I was being stupid.

My laugh. It started this.
Your laugh. It continued the taunting.
An untrustworthy friend told me of this.
It is sad to now know that they are more trust worthy than you.
Think of it.
Can you think of it?

You hurt me.
Not physically.
Not just verbally.
But also mentally.

Do you care? No.
Do I care? Yes.
Do you notice my feelings?
Do you notice my expression?
Do you notice my actions?
Do you notice me?

I leave.
I decide to try to make a difference.
I try to feel better.
I cry.
You confront me, I say I don't want to talk, you say I'm being pathetic, walk away, and talk about me behind my back to make me feel worse.

I thought.....and I thought.....and I thought some more.....I wish this hadn't happened.....what do I do now-I have no real friends now. And it's all because of you. I can't just say 'hi' to anybody in the hallway.

I thought.....and that's the problem.