To My “Friend”

Was I a casual acquaintance

or casual flirtation?

Was the space born between us

out of jealousy or hatred?

Did I do something wrong

or did you think the hurt couldn’t be unbroken?

I say that I hate you,

but really I love you.

I tore down wall after wall

and you still had more.

I wish you all the best,

really I do.

That hurt between us hurts me

more than you think it hurts you.

I thought you were a good friend.

It seems I was mistaken.

I must have been a placeholder

for something larger and better.

So really I hope you’re okay.

I also hope you know this is not a place

open to you again.

Because once something is broken,

trust has been shattered,

and friendship is betrayed,

I move on and in the past you stay.