In a way we were both at fault.
You for the abuse in this friendship...
And me for accepting it instead of standing up for whats right.
Now that we're done there is no sorrow,
Simply bliss.
This was never ment to last,
I have what it takes to move on,
Holding onto what I have.
I'm gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem