One Way Street Of Friendship

You Tell Me How Much You Care
To Try To Make Yourself A Good Friend,
To Portray An Image Of Something I Want...
"Oh Heather, I Love You, I'll Be There Till The End."

You Say What I Want To Hear In Words, No Actions Shared
For When My Time Comes, You Turn Your Ears Away...
Our Main Focus Is Always On You, Your Love, Your Life
And You Blow Off Everything I Have Got To Say.

I May Not Have The Most Fullfilling Life Ever
Nor May I Always Keep You Entertained
But You Don't Have Those Things Either,
I Only Wanted To Find Someone Who Would Hear My Pain

You Were Not That Person, Just A Fake...
A Mere Repeat Of Lifes Everyday Average Person...
Using Me For What I Am...Not Knowing Me...
Talks With You Is Like An Obligation.

I Tell You How Much I Care
Because I Am A Good Friend,
No Need To Portray An Image For I Am Already That...
"Oh Amanda, I Love You, My Words Are True
When I Say I Will Be There To The End."

Too Bad Our Friendship Works A One Way Street
But No Reason For Me To Bring Up That Again...
You Will Never Learn I Assume...
What It's Like To Be A Real Friend.
~~Heather Craig~~

defently not my best poem. just wanted to release these feelings.