I can’t sleep, the pillow is wet, this the night I’ll never forget.
My back is bleeding but I can’t reach the cut, my hand wrapped around the blade in your gut.
You stand in awe as we hug and embrace, while the blood in my body seeps from my face.
Face to face we stabbed one another, betrayed by the one I once called my lover.
Mad, disappointed, angry and ashamed, I just can’t decide how to channel this rage.
The words that I spoke can not be unsaid, bouncing forever inside your head.
The woman I hurt, who’s heart I can’t heal, the pain that you feared is now so damn real.
So much so that you made it true, betrayed and exposed you made me hurt you.
I’m not sure what’s next or what the future might hold, but I do know these hurts are slow to unfold.
The pain that we caused cannot be undone, but our time together was second to none.
I’ll never forget your smile and your face, and I’ll always regret that time and that place.
This is not how I thought our story would end. I can’t stomach the pain I caused my best friend.