Hurting

It hurt because you were (still are) important to me 

It hurt because of quiet nights behind locked doors were secrets were whispered and friendships were formed 

It hurts because for a very long time you were my soul, my confidant, my crutch.

A dependency was formed between me and you 

Until I started to change and suddenly our worlds were not as connected 

Our priorities different.

It hurt because you knew just how to hurt me and you did 

It hurts because I still taste  betrayal and accusations on the tip of my tongue 

But most of all it hurts because I am thinking of a  life without you in it. 

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