Fickle Friendships-- AbbyLynn Writes

Hello new friends, old friends, awkward "idk if we really even are friends" friends, and the like... This is a poem that I've felt compelled to write for a friend of mine who, though we have had our own sky-high ups and valley-low downs, has sadly found themselves in a state of realization that their past friendships have been fickle ones (hence the title). I've been there and I know others have been too. This is for anyone who shares the same feelings we have experienced. If you've ever felt like you were always the second choice. If you've never felt like you qualified as someone's "best friend". If you always wondered why those who said they'd be there for you simply...weren't. This is for you...

"Fickle Friendships"
By: AbbyLynn Writes

Lift up your head dear, 
yes, you, laying down.
Now tell me why is it
That you wear such a frown?
I hear you cry when you think 
No one's around,
I know You're never in town
but why would you wanna be?
Cause here lie the shattered dreams
And worn out memories.
Here lie former words
Of people that you once knew,
People who promised that
They would always love you,
they'd swear it's true 
And might even claim 
That they still do.

But I know you don't believe that,
I can see it in your face,
And the hurried way
That you try to erase
your true emotions.
You don't wanna cause a big commotion
"I'm fine" you say to them,
You just need a little rest, right?
Get some more sleep to fix
the fact you know it's not quite
what you wanted.

No, This was never what you wanted,
to watch people always leaving,
while you're left believing
they really cared.
This was never what you wanted
To see people always go
and then say "yeah, i know,
but they were already out the door anyway..."
This was NEVER what you wanted,
To be laying here alone,
with just just a dimmed light from your phone
with no messages.

There are no texts that say "I miss you!"
or "How are you, by the way?"
Because those you want to hear that from
Didn't bother to stay.
That's the sad truth of a friendship
such as this,
Where it's far too fickle 
To be more than sent adrift.
But you thought it was a gift
to have friendship in your life,
And it is my dear,
You're absolutely right.
But a friendship so fickle
might as well be artificial,
because there's nothing really left
To pick up when they are gone.
But know that it's true,
When a friend loves you for you,
Not much is left "impossible"
though things might still be wrong.
Because there's nothing quite as strong
as a friendship like that.

That is a friendship worth chasing after,
Where you both keep running
when there's nothing left to capture
But never ending moments 
From hurt into laughter.
A friend that you fight for 
Is someone just like you,
Because they're out there looking
For another them, too!
Someone who doesn't leave 
When the going get's tough,
And you can know that, to them,
You will always be enough,
They'll give you so much love
And they won't take it back!
They want you to keep it,
Or share it at that.


That's the kind of friendship 
That I wish upon your life.
Someone who enters
In the midsts of your strife
But they love you for your heart
And everything you are,
No matter near or far,
They're always there behind you.
Who else is gonna show you
all the darkness you can shine through?

So, dear, lift up your face,
Or rather-- friend-- if I may.
And let me wipe away that tear
From your cheek so I can say
That I am no fickle friend,
and I hope that goes for two,
So next time you think
"Where are my friends?"
Just look right next to you. 


~AbbyLynn