A Betrayal

I loved you more than I loved myself,
nothing could change that except death itself,
what belonged to me belonged to you,
there was nothing like you and me,
it was us, like one soul in two bodies,
I remember how we used to enjoy those days,
playing and flirting in our own little ways,
I shared everything, the love and the pain,
no matter how hard I tried to refrain,
thought that I could never ever gain,
a friend like you in my life again,
but nothing comes close to what you did best,
something due to which sadness still rains,
your betrayal has pierced me deep into my chest,
the pain of it ripping through my veins,
I could never imagine you doing this to me,
from this ordeal it seems hard to break free,
have your stabs at my chest, as many as you feel,
because physical wounds over time are meant to heal,
but why ever did you stab my heart my dear friend,
it’s a wound that would never ever mend.

by Christo Michael

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