In the Aftermath

My heart has bitterly frozen
over the last year.


But hearing from you reminds me
of all the anger I have
subconsciously harbored for you.


The way you promised
your friendship then
never wanted to see me again.


The lie reverberates
in my reveries;
I wish I could just rewind
to before I met you.


You moved on right
in front of my face
and expected me to be ok with it.


You plastered pictures of
her and you and walked
the hallways like she was
everything you ever wanted.


Then you wondered why I left,
why I erased you for my life.


You didn't leave me much choice.

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