True Friends?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


True Friends?

I think it was the two of you that broke my heart.

No romance involved,

no great love affair,

but an early teen friendship

we went on to share.

Three misfits we were,

two guys and one girl,

drawn together by the interests

we shared.

Ghost and ufos,

anything paranormal;

we’d scour the books

and we’d scour the sky,

open-minded about what would be there to see.

Horoscopes plotted and drawn out with precision.

Time of birth.

Date of birth.

What planets were ascending?

What were in decline?

You’d create them down to the very last line.

Me, I was more into ouija and tarot;

we’d go hang around Bears,

see what they had there.

And of course there was Spooky Hall.

A matter of jealousy for me

as you both lived nearer,

but we’d gather for tales of unease and unknown.

I’d never had real friends before,

while the two of you had grown up together.

I should have known it was never going to last.

And it didn’t.

One of you got a girlfriend

and she couldn’t see

that there was no romance between either of you

and me.

Out on a limb,

dumped and abandoned;

I couldn’t understand

why the only real friends I’d known



We met up by chance,

just Syd and me,

but it wasn’t the same.

Our trio had been torn apart.

I wonder,

do you still have the same interests

after all these years?

Do you still look to the skies?

Practice ESP and telekinesis,

getting frustrated when hours give no results?

Or have you both

moved firmly on

while I’m stuck in a time warp?

Same old interests,

same old misfit me;

left with a heart too badly damaged

to ever really mend

and never will I ever have

a different truer friend.

Submitted: July 10, 2021

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Mike S.

A universal wondering, Hull; not about the same things, but in general--a fine poem

Sat, July 10th, 2021 10:26pm


Thanks, Mike.

Mon, July 19th, 2021 8:54am

L.E. Belle

I can feel your pain, Hullabaloo. I have never had any friends at all. Not even an acquaintance. I know the pain of loneliness. I too feel like I am caught in a time warp. You describe it perfectly. I see everyone changing and I stay the same year after year and now I am nearly thirty and still no friends. Loneliness is such a terrible thing. Here is a big *hug*

Sun, July 11th, 2021 12:39am


Thank you so much, L.E. You are always so supportive, and I'll be your friend.

Mon, July 19th, 2021 8:52am

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