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The Moment I Knew

by Mel

By 'Lissa StufflestreetPublished 4 years ago 2 min read
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I stood in your apartment;

everything seemed so much smaller

than I last remembered.

You had locked yourself in the bedroom

as your girlfriend talked once final time

with whom she once had called a friend.

I just stood there,

awkwardly,

unable to come to terms with what

I wanted to say as my final words

to you.

We were once indestructible.

We were once inseparable.

You and me,

we were against the world.

Nothing could ever come between

us.

But this day;

this day felt different.

Something felt

off

about you.

Something felt

different.

The spark we once used to share,

was no longer there.

The words we would use to perk one of us back up,

when we were feeling down,

faded away.

Today felt as if I had been to a funeral,

standing in front of a casket opened for everyone to peak in,

and inside that big wooden box was

you.

And me.

The two of us,

what once used to be our friendship,

laying side by side,

as the two of us stood on the outside

in two separate sides of the room

grieving what we once were.

I was standing at your bedroom door

now.

You were laying across the bed,

headphones in,

unable to hear a single sound from the real world.

"Goodbye." I got out.

You scowled.

That was it.

No goodbyes.

No see you laters.

No apologies.

Just silence.

Slowly closing the door behind me

once again,

it felt as if some weight had just been lifted.

Soon enough,

the casket was being closed

and the two of us were being carried

far away,

faded into nothingness till we were

no more.

I started to see the world for it was.

That girlfriend of yours,

she was so ashamed to face the woman she once

would have called her friend.

You,

so ashamed to face me

on probably what felt like the worst day of

my entire life.

We once were indestructible.

We once were inseparable.

You and me;

we were running against the world,

letting nothing to ever come

between us.

My mom gestured me away

from the small apartment,

from you,

or your girlfriend.

She lead me to the car and slowly began

driving away.

"I'm so sorry, baby," She would say to me,

as her eyes focused on the road ahead.

"If I had known, I would have done this a lot sooner,"

She pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

A tear fell out of the corner

of my eye,

down my cheek.

That was the last day I

ever got to see the both of you.

That was the last day I

ever got to hear from the both of you.

That was the last day I

fell victim to your lies.

That was the moment I knew;

the moment I realized just

how much you destroyed my life.

We were not indestructible.

We were not inseparable.

You and me,

we were not against the world.

Of course nothing was able to

come between us;

you didn't let anything come

between us.

Until now.

Until she interfered.

She saved me,

from you.

She saved me,

from a world of hurt.

She saved me.

That was the moment I knew.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

'Lissa Stufflestreet

I'm just a daydreaming college student who's been manifesting becoming a writer since I was five. I never stick to just one writing genre (and typically write dark content). | she/they

Instagram: stufflestream | Tiktok: stufflestream

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