Still friends
Published: 11 June 2025
You texted me the day we broke up-
I hope we can still be friends.
God, I wish I said no.
I wish I said no.
Because, we really can’t.
Have you forgotten why I left.
No we can’t still be friends.
We can’t.
This isn’t working.
Because, every time I look at your face,
I still see the pains I still haven’t escaped.
I still see the hatred that was built in my heart.
I still see the words you said that I know weren’t meant to harm but they did.
I still see the no offences that were quickly added every time you commented on my weight,
Or really anything about me you found off.
I still see the tears which silently ran down my cheeks in the school bathroom after you had torn my heart apart for the millionth time;
But, I’m still scared of confrontation.
I still see the bite mark that I had caused on my tongue.
I still see the broken girl I used to be.
The broken girl I still am.
When I look in your eyes…
I still see.
God, I wish I shouted, shouted at you:
No we can’t still be friends!
But, I didn’t.
You still don’t know how I feel,
What you did.
I would bet so much money that,
If I tell you now,
You’ll still find a way to make you the victim,
And me the bad guy.
I hope you read this poem,
And look at yourself,
And know what you did.
Because, we will never work.
We can’t still be friends.
