Good bye

Why don't you talk to me?
why don't you care?
you used to before.
whats so different now?
is it the people or the places?
feelings or trust?
I want an honest answer.
I'm tired of all the lies.
do you know what this feels like?
do you know what i've been doing?
if we could just talk again.
then you would know everything
that there is to know.
not just the small peices,
but anything and everything.
but you dont want to talk,
and you dont seem to care.
so as i end this poem,
our friendship does too.
Good bye!!!