Consequences of an emotional f**k wit

I'm sorry for the pain i caused you,
i was ignorant, selfish and wrong,
i am so grateful for your understanding,
and you stayed and are not now gone.

it was never my intention,
to go out and make him "fall",
every time you asked if i liked him,
i told us both i didn't at all.

but then my feelings grew,
and i know they were wrong,
i should have told you right away,
but instead i let time go on.

beyond upset and betrayed,
you found out before i could tell you,
i couldn't have done anything worse,
and i hate myself for the pain i put you through.

you said you didn't expect it,
from me, your best friend,
and sorry is all i can say,
but I'm afraid your mind won't forget.

you gave me your blessing,
which must have been so hard to do,
i couldn't stop thinking how much strength,
and love was shown from you.

i was meant to be your best friend,
and i didn't deserve your blessing,
especially when you cheered me up,
after it was my head which he was messing.

a text came through,
"i think we should just be friends",
so after hurting someone i love,
this is how it ends.

we're still best friends after,
an emotional f**k wit played with our hearts,
and here we are, super singletons united,
even if we are back at the start.

a valuable lesson i learned in the end,
boys are nothing compared to my world: my friends.