The First Blow Poem by Nishant Rawlley

I always thought,
Friendship is a silent promise
that said,
Wherever you are,
However you are,
I'll be there,
Waiting for you,
No matter how broken you are,
You'll have a shoulder to rest on....
Alas! ! I was wrong
Alas! ! ! I was terribly wrong
Not that my friends haven't ditched me before,
I've had numerous examples,
But the grief?
That you said that...
Not that it wasn't expected of you,
The person you are,
But what hurts,
You failed to see my pain,
Though you've suffered it for yourself,

Maybe you're right,
Maybe i'm wrong,
Maybe i was expecting a bit too much,
Maybe i've bothered you
more than i should have,
But you should have known,
That i was in pain,
Deeper than ever,
Painfull than ever,
I do not say we aren't friends anymore,
Nor do i undervalue our beautiful relation,
But you must know,
You were wrong,
I needed you too much
I do not know,
why you did it,
Anyways as always,
You be happy,
Rest assured i'm fine,
Or am i? ? ?
I lost her long ago
maybe its destined so,
Maybe there's a need,
For the curtains to fall,
For the doors to close,
For me to spend a few quiet moments with myself,
With my feelings
And my self....