2:58 AM


What a dirty liar

the way you alter memories

to make them seem happier than they were

making it harder for me

to move on.

I’ve been stuck on two of you

for quite some time.


For one,

it’s been two years.

We just drifted

for reasons I can never be certain.

I wish I knew why you left me behind.

All our silly jokes

and spontaneous trips together.

All our random photo shoots

and late night rants.

What happened?

Was it the new girl?

Did you no longer need me?

Why didn’t you try to keep in contact?

I will never be able to ask

what I so deeply want to understand.


For two,

you are more recent.

6 months and adding.

I hurt you

and I won’t ever be able to apologize enough.

You hurt me,

but I don’t blame you for what you did.

I still talk so highly of you

and speak of stories on stories

of memories from the past.

Like how we use to rate our Black Mirror episodes

and take walks even in the cold.

How we would spend all night doing nothing,

yet everything.

All the shows we binged

and those stupid stand ups we watched.


Two good friendships gone

for reasons I do not understand

or can no longer fix.

I am trying to move forward,

but late at night

when nothing else surrounds me

but my thoughts,

I reminisce of the past.


  • Author: Sierra (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 1st, 2018 02:58
  • Comment from author about the poem: Haven’t written in a while. However, tonight I saw something that sparked my emotions and I reverted back to the old way of realeasing them. Through poetry. Enjoy.
  • Category: Friendship
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  • Users favorite of this poem: prettylittlepoet, Cali Kittana.


  • Michael Edwards

    I don't usually find what I call 'selfie' poems very engaging but this is different - written with emotion and much enjoyed.

    • Sierra

      Deeply appreciated. Thank you.

    • prettylittlepoet

      I really loved reading this poem!

      • Sierra

        Thanks for taking the time to read!

      • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

        Yes, the poem is filled with emotion, but like I told my niece who was experiencing something similar, "The past is like dead bones. It's time to bury them."

        Start life anew, meet new friends and forget about something that was not meant to be. There is something greater out there for you. Don't waste your precious time or hours of sleep on a lost cause. 🙂

        • Sierra

          I needed to hear this. Thank you❤️

          • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

            No problem, Sierra. Move on with your life! You\'ll surely meet someone new
            And always remember, if you don't place a value on yourself, then no one else will. 🙂

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