A Poem by Barbara Walker

when someone is more invested in a friendship and the other person ends the friendship

I lost my bestie, though I guess we weren't best friends, after all.
I wish I'd had a clue, I didn't see the signs.
I'm deaf and now, I guess, half blind.
Not many people can be a bestie, at least to people like me.
When you can't do all the fun things,it causes people to flee.
Maybe I expected too much, when I was feeling so low,
my heart is hurting, that's all I know.
Everyone has fair weather friends in their life and that's fine
but, don't pretend to be something you're not.
Someone could be counting on you, as their only life line.

© 2019 Barbara Walker

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I can't tell you how many times I've felt every word of this. In my experience, it's rare for BOTH sides of a friendship to have the same level of devotion. But still, we have to accept some responsibility in every situation we experience. I understand the need to call another person out, as you've done with sharp word slices (feels satisfying) . . . but in the end, we are usually more mad at ourselves for being hoodwinked when we ignored a deep-down tickle that everything wasn't balanced (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago

I looked because of your avatar.. and I'm glad I did.. the heart has no rules.. we come to care in spite of the challenges we may both have.. and sometimes it's even deeper when all we have are the words we share.. "hurt" is real no matter what..

Posted 1 Year Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh my... such fine wisdom .. i can't help but think of our internet and social sites and our youth ... how so many absolutely believe that a "like" or a "

Posted 1 Year Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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3 Reviews
Added on October 4, 2019
Last Updated on October 4, 2019
Tags: hurting heart, friendship, friend


Barbara Walker
Barbara Walker

Lake Havasu City, AZ

I am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..