Betrayal

I don’t want to look back,
Yet I can’t help but ponder.
The memories safely stacked,
Now come alive, as I loiter.

The first ever poem I wrote,
Was a sincere ode to you.
I had hoped beyond hope,
Alas, I was merely a fool.

The true meaning of trust,
Was a lesson you taught me.
In my head I had pictured us,
Should to shoulder eternally.

I called you a friend, so true,
Yet you showed me betrayal.
Leaving me alone in the blue,
Where nothing seemed real.

-Nameera.