#122 Losing a Friend

To lose a friend at first meant nothing until love came into play. After falling for the first time, life was never quite the same. I miss him a lot and i'm left in the dark about what it means to be a friend and to be a bully. I was a monster. I drove him away. I couldn't find it in my heart to make him stay. I dissed him, I kissed him. But most of all I miss him. Love and hate both can relate but a world without him is just different. It hurts, it sucks to know my heart won't give up. But it's time to let go and move on. It's time to find my place and where I belong. I'm tired of being in the shadows. I want to be hear, want to be more than a nerd. Now I lie here as a broken, bleeding doll just a puppet on string. He's got me on his hold and I cannot do a thing. Transforming and just changing my heart or be replacing what love I had left for nothing more. He took it when he left me. It's a shame he left me empty. I got my revenge but it wasn't worth it I lost a friend.