Betrayal


You told me you'd be there
for that thing.
Remember?
That thing.
But for your reason
you weren't.

That thing?
It was small to you, I guess.
It was big to me.
I trusted your word
and you.

Too busy, you said, while
you thought, why bother?
They aren't important, the others are better.
And you thought you'd get away with
it, not even tell me.
You took me for an idiot.

Maybe I should be grateful
You did me a favor, prepared me for life
Right?
That's what you'd say.
But I say
You only prepared yourself
to lose trust
and me.

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