Be a Man and Suck it Up

Tears will never fill the empty void you left--
They only soak my clothes with salty remnants of your betrayal.
Seen to the world as hearty laughs and well-worn smiles,
But underneath lay violent threats and empty swears.
You've put upon me the blame to which our friendship ends,
Though, both worlds know that it was you who stepped upon thin ice.

(Don't you just wish that I'd been the one to help you drown,
So that killing yourself by blunder wouldn't seem as pathetic?)

[Sigh] How does it feel, dear, to lose what you gave so much to get?
I almost feel guilty for leaving you alone with her,
But then, I wasn't the one that gave five years for a few good months.
Do you miss her perfume about as much as I miss your pranks?
(Let me just clarify that that miss is not too much)
But then again, how about you allow me the pleasure,
Of saving your mind from any further wreckage,
By answering the question for you?

You made a mistake that you're too stubborn to correct;
Now it's your turn to "Be a man and suck it up."
©20080513 Mindy Huang

**Venting. Another poem that isn't meant to impress, merely to express. I recently saw my ex-best friend walking down the street again and it brought back some old anger that I never pelted.

The Reason Behind Our Demise: He left me because his (now ex) girlfriend claimed I was talking smack about her, just because I was friends with her ex-boyfriend. He screamed at me, wouldn't let me speak and merely threatened to have me beat if I were to ever show my face again.