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Ending our friendship
was my choice
but not really

We'd become poisoned
hurting each other
and possibly others

I hurt and
I mourned
the loss so deeply

Others didn't understand
it changed all
of my friendships

I hated you
as much
as I'd once cared

But now
I've let go
I can appreciate that

We shared so much
same:same
it fueled connection

You taught me
friendships on Lit
can be real

You reminded me
how much music
meant to me

You made me feel
seen, valued
and cared for

With you I learned
I needed
clear, open communication

You taught me
to guard my heart
more carefully

I miss our friendship
but it’s
for the best

Letting go hurt
but now
I feel so free

Edited to add:
This is not a sad poem. It is honestly just a last piece of my processing something that happened in the fall. I gave myself the time I needed to fully work through things. I had to do this processing silently at home as sharing about Lit isn't something I do there but I did it here. I posted so much hurt/angry/heartbroken poetry that it was the perfect place to share my summation of it all.

Simply put it was a wonderful friendship until it wasn't. It was one I’ll always appreciate and one I learned from. Moving forward I carry that with me and not the pain and anger that it ended with.

Please do feel sorry for me. Letting go is powerful. ❤️💕
 
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