Heartbreak Poem

Poem About When Friendship Doesn't Turn To Love

To Whom It May Concern is my first ever attempt at a poem and most likely my last. I didn't write this for others to read, though if you enjoyed it, then that makes me very happy. I wrote this as a way of coming to terms with my loss of a friend deeply close to me. I grew feelings for her over time, and when I finally took a chance on her, I ended up losing it all. As the poem progressed, it was intended to mimic the emotions and reactions I felt at different stages. I hope you all enjoy this poem. Many thanks.

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To Whom It May Concern

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Published: May 2012

I think today I lost a friend, how did I let it happen?
We laughed and played and joked around, WHY did I let it happen!
clashing sounds of falling pins, and the smell of fresh brewed coffee
all the things of our glory days, that haunt me without folly.

Deep down I knew I loved you, and somewhere you did too.
but somewhere along the line there, I lost sight of you
I know I really shouldn't, but I still blame myself,
for all of the shortcomings we had ever felt.

Someday I know I'll find you, though I know just where you are.
I guess the only thing is, I wish you weren't so far.
I know I shouldn't have told you, I regret it every day,
But I live with my choices, and live my life my way.

I miss you.

I just want your friendship.

I'm sorry.

FINE, IGNORE ME!
See if I care!
You self-indulgent ignorant swine.
I give you my friendship, my life, even my love,
and at my lowest point, when I turn to you,
you forget about me, like your dirty washing.
You know what? I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry I fell in love with you.
I'm not sorry that I took a chance on you.
I'M NOT SORRY

I'm writing you this now because I know this is the end,
The end of a friendship that I thought would never bend.
You are a beautiful person, of that I know is true
But that does not relinquish the crimes that follow you
You lied, you backstabbed, you cheated, YOU'RE FAKE.
But then again that's the risk you take.
This is the end.
This IS goodbye.

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  • Mari. Hamilton. Ontario. Canada. by Mari. Hamilton. Ontario. Canada.
  • 3 years ago

I did this exact thing to someone. It took me many years to forgive myself. I can only hope the person who wrote this poem has found someone to make him or her happy. To the person who was the heart breaker, I really hope you have found a way to forgive yourself when your realize what you have lost.

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