The person that I thought you were
poem by:
Sharon S
Written
on May 24, 2017
The person that I thought you were was full of life and fun;
vibrant, full of goodwill, and a sense of adventure that compared with no-one.
I felt at home when I talked with you, and I thought you understood;
I shared my faults and silly dreams, never doubting the security of our sisterhood.
I opened up my home to you,
a childhood we never had,
But little did you care- you made me feel scorned, as if my existence were sad.
You took the person I thought you were and shattered her on the ground,
I've tried to pick up the pieces, but they make no sense to me now.
You've insulted a world that I hold dear, and betrayed the people that I love most.
I'm moving forward now, I'm healing, but where you used to be- it's closed.
I want to take that place in my heart, and make it whole and pristine;
But that can only happen if I find that it's a dream.
I want to pick up the broken hearts you left in your devastating wake -
But the girl you are doesn't care about the victims that she takes.
The girl that I thought you were would be in shock at the person that you are;
But the girl you are finds that person a naive and inconvenient scar.
To make sense of these two people is too much for me to handle;
So I'll mourn the person I thought you were-because I loved her-
But she's no more than a snuffed out candle.
I'm torn between wanting those memories, and hoping they disappear.
Because the person you are has no regard for the girl that I loved dear.
So here's goodbye to a girl I loved, and here's trying to like the new.
Because the ache I feel for the girl I lost was completely brought on by you.