Fighting Friend Poem

Once a close friend and now an enemy

Best Friend

© Elizabeth K. Mackey
I hate the way we were so close,
I hate the way I like you the most.

I hate the way you look and me,
I hate the way you can't see..

I hate the way I still want to be your friend,
I hate the way this won't mend.

I hate the way I hurt because of you,
I hate the way it was just two.

I hate the way you went about it,
I hate the way you didn't show it.

I hate the way our friendship ends,
I hate the way that this can't bend.

I hate the way you involved everyone,
I hate the way that this is done.

I hate the way I think of you,
I hate the way that our friendship wasn't true.
I hate the way I can't let things be,
But most of all I hate the way you hate me.

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Published: Oct 2007

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