Question

I didn’t realize it at first
how your smile always grew a little brighter
when his name slipped into the room,
how your eyes followed every place he walked,
while mine were still learning to trust again.
I thought you were standing beside me,
holding my hand through all the mess,
the late-night tears,
the shaky breaths,
the way my heart opened like a cracked door
trying to let someone in.
I thought you were there for me.
God, I thought we were real.
But somewhere between your “I care about you”
and your “I just want you to be happy,”
you started using my feelings
like stepping stones.
Little pieces of my heart
that you stood on
just to get closer to him.
You asked about our fights
not because you wanted to help,
but because you wanted to know
when the door would finally open for you.
You watched me break,
and instead of holding me,
you waited for the moment
you could slip into the space my love created.
And he
he walked right into your hands,
while I was still trying to gather
the shattered parts of myself
left on the floor.
Now I’m stuck with this ache
not from losing him,
but from realizing I never really had you.
That you were never the friend
I held close to my heart.
That every time you said,
“I’m here for you,”
you were really just looking past me,
searching for him.
It hurts in a way I can’t explain
a betrayal that sits deep in the bones.
Because heartbreak from someone you love
is one thing…
But heartbreak from someone you trusted
is a different kind of wound.
A wound with no clean edges,
one that bleeds every time I think
about how easily you traded our friendship
for a chance at something
that was never yours to begin with.
So now I’m learning to stand alone,
even with the sting of you
still fresh in my chest.
I’m learning that not everyone
who calls themselves “friend”
has hands gentle enough to hold your heart.
Some only hold it long enough
to pass it to someone else.
And maybe that’s the saddest part
not that you took him,
but that you were willing to lose me
just to try.

Answer 1

idk for who but

Answer 2

Nice keep going ig

Answer 3

can I get a medal ?

Answer 4

anyways good

Answer 5

looks good so farrr

Answer 6

yea..... that fu*king b*tch....i'm sry love that happened <3

Answer 7

i trusted her too.....i loved her a lot....she was my bsf....even before u...

Answer 8

i knew since the day we called...she was flirting with him on call literally...

Answer 9

@jazzzzzz wrote:


@daze01 wrote:
i trusted her too.....i loved her a lot....she was my bsf....even before u...

ik daze ik... i felt like she had a think for him but i was to f*ck ing dumb to notice i was being used the who time just so she could get with him her trying to help me out when shi happened was her being fake too

like his "abs" and Pickle

Answer 10

i said $hit....mb