Friends

Friends

What you know about them, what you wanna know about them
Backstabbing, broken “forever” promises, lying
Betrayal and crying
Childhood friends, we grow up together
“I’ll be the best man at your wedding, best friends forever”
I wish I could have asked you what forever meant
Because you just got up and left
Now I Reminisce the times we spent
But memories fade,
Oh what I’d trade
To end this feeling of being betrayed

Don’t get me wrong, friendships are great
Create
As many friends as you can
Because things don’t always go according to plan
You might lose that one homeboy
That always brought you joy

This is my first poem and it is mainly dedicated to someone special. Please tell me what you think. Anything you say, I don't care, as long as it is honest.