Friend

Baffled, I stand here. I stare at the shadow of a person leaving. The shadow disappears too. All that is left is me. Me with my emotions. Anger, sadness, disappointment and most of all love. Yes, I still love you even if you left. Left me high and dry. I still love you. What even is love? When one chooses the word love, the mind goes to a romantic point of view. But not always. My friend, oh my dearest. I gave you my all. And what did you do? Walked all over me. Why? Because I wasn't enough. I know I'm not whole. I know I cannot make you laugh like other people do. But I still loved you more than those people will. Because yes, I'm not whole. But I can still consider you my best best friend. But yes, you left. Why am I like this? I ask myself. Why can't I keep people in my life? What do they see that drives them away? Why am I scared of myself everyday? I try and I try but it's a battle lost. Because you my friend, are not the only one who left. I stand here alone and I fight with myself. I won't feel anymore that's what I pretend. Because crying for you is not worth anything. So I stand here alone and let the emotions die. I died a little when you left but so many do. I'm alone and now I accept it. I do.