Poem about a friend I lost

Losing friends

We’ve all experienced it at least once in our lives

We have a friend, a close buddy that we trust and admire

And you think everything’s fine

That you're doing alright and nothing’s wrong

And then bam! They're gone, no longer your friend

And you're alone, wondering, ‘Why me? What did I do?’

 I have experienced this, have lost someone I trusted and admired

And felt completely and utterly alone

Like a lone leaf blowing in the wind

Or the moon, seeing everything but never able to join

And blamed myself for it

Assuming I was the cause of them leaving

Thinking that I was the reason I was alone

And never considering 

That they might have ruined the friendship too

That they might have also been part of the problem and not just me

And seeing them in the hallways at school and wondering

Do they remember all the good times we had

Laughing and talking about our crushes

Going shopping together and hanging out

Or do they only remember the fights we had daily

The little fights about the stupid stuff

And the big ones that caused so much damage to our friendship

Do they know that you went home crying nearly every day

Because you two fought again

And didn't fix it

Just let it stew and boil

Until it finally overflows

And everything comes out

And than they look up and see you watching

And you look away because you can't truly see them without hurting

Because even though you know they weren't a good friend to you

You still miss them

Still want to be their friend and remember all the good times

And just throw aside the bad times

Start over and hope that they do too

Hope that they don't leave you again without a backwards glance

And you blindly believe that they might come back to you

And apologize for everything that happened

Even though deep down you know they won’t

I felt all these things

Still do today

Sometimes I look at their number that I still have on my phone

Hoping against hope they'll text

And knowing they won't

And I know that I need to let them go

Because it's never good to brood on the past

When the future is just ahead