Words Hurt Poem by Cheyenne Watkins

It pains me when I think -
…Our friendship is over…
It’s over forever.
There’s no going back.
You could have saved it, you know.
You could have, if you’d wanted to.
Then again, I could have, too...
What have I done? !
I’ll tell you what I’ve done.
I’ve let my pride get in the way.
I’ve waited for you to fix a mistake -
A mistake we both made.
We are both at fault.
And instead of trying to mend it,
I’ve sat by passively, listlessly,
Watching every chance slowly slip by,
Until now, every chance has melted away.
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But your words - my words -
Have cut deeper
Than mere flesh.