**It's more of just my thoughts than a poem but I hope you like anyways.**
My insides twist with guilt, guilt at being mad at you. Guilt for not telling you how I feel. Guilt for avoiding you... but how can I not when I don't trust you?
You revealed your lies with about the subtlety of a sledge hammer. A sledge hammer smashing my soul into pieces.
If I can't trust you, who else am I to trust? So much for best friends... But you ruined that when you lied to me.
You know that I'll let it slide, as always, because I can't bear to see you hurt, even though I'm hurting because of what you said and did. I can't bring myself to tell you I don't trust you anymore.
