Best Friends Fornever

Accepted can be defined as:
To be generally approved;
To be regarded as normal, right, etc.

Friend can be defined as:
A person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
A person who gives assistance; A patron or supporter.
A person who is on good terms with another; A person who is not hostile.

So why am I not accepted by you?
Not approved?
Considered normal?
Not right?

Why are you not my friend anymore?
You show no affection.
You don't assist me.
You don't support me.

You are hostile.

I miss looking into your eyes
and not seeing a glare.
I miss talking to you
and not having an awkward silence.

Why did you have to start smoking pot?
Why did you have to try acid?
Why did you have to start partying?
Why did you have to leave me?

I miss knowing who you are.
I see you every weekend at work
and I don't see my best friend anymore.
I see a total stranger.

It all happened so fast
that I can't even retell the story
in all of its detail,
because not even I understand it.

All that I know is that I wish it didn't happen.
I wish you didn't become friends with him.
I wish you didn't get drunk and high that night.
And I wish I didn't have to storm out and stop talking to you.

But it did happen.
You did become friends with him.
You did get drunk and high that night.
And I did have to storm out and stop talking to you.

You changed into a monster
that is growing and growing, out of control
like the blob from that fifties movie
or like a zombie apocalypse, one high leading to another
Until all thoughts of being sober are given the virus
that turns you into a brainless drone of a person
whose only purpose is to get high again.

I miss my best friend.
I miss those sober nights of fun.
I miss the laughter.

But instead, the only kindness I see from you
are the echoes of past nights of happiness
that live on in my dreams, which upon waking
remind me of how sad reality can be.