Ex-Friends, Ex-Sisters

don’t feel like I should let this go,

But in my heart,

I know that I should give up.

You were my best friend,

My sister.

And all because of some simple words I spoke because of PMS,

You’re gone forever.

I guess that since you won’t forgive me for such a simple thing,

You weren’t a true friend anyway.

I kind of wish I could take back what I said,

But I’m also kind of glad you made me realize that you’re not what true friends are supposed to be.

I hardly ever complained to you,

But I always listened to your own complaints,

Your own issues.

I don’t really understand how that’s fair.

You threatened me with my worst weakness.

You forced me to give in.

And now I fear that if I ask you not to mention it to anyone,

You’ll do just that.

So thank you for the memories,

Thank you for your support,

Thank you for telling me it was going to be ok when I cried.

I hope you’re happy.

I hope you smile when you realize that I’m miserable.

I hope you feel guilty when you read this poem.

I hope it makes you cry.

I really and truly cared about you,

I thought we’d be best friends forever.

But I guess I was wrong.

I’m sorry that you hate me,

And I’m sorry that you don’t forgive me.

But I’m not sorry that I complained to you every once and awhile.

I’ll miss you for a little while,

That is without a doubt true.

But I know that soon,

I’ll laugh at the thought of you getting angry

And wonder why the hell I ever was friends with you.