What happened?

You called them friends
Writers in their own right
but to prey on the unsuspecting...
What kind of writer does this....

You placed yourself upon a pedestal
and knocked me off the one
YOU had created for me

What happened
prey tell
to you
love

Holding hands with strangers
was not my idea of fun

I miss you too
but to bring so many "Friends"
into the picture and then
to blind fold me with lies

What
prey tell
Happened
to....
you