Outgrowing Friends
I can’t help but link
Some past friendships
To negative feelings
I’d rather not re-experience-
So much self-questioning
Of my worth as a person
Due to their tendency
To take me for granted.
I was left abandoned
During social gatherings
When their attention
Was suddenly diverted,
Seen as an afterthought
When invited along,
Like some obligation
They wanted to shake off.
Or I’d be expected
To run little errands
Often at my inconvenience,
But I solemnly complied
Simply in the fear
Of losing their favour,
These gestures barely met
With thanks or acknowledgment.
Looking back on it now,
These friendships are framed
With retrospective resentment,
Now that I’ve matured
I see those associations
For what they truly were-
One-sided arrangements
Purely for their benefit.
But I don’t look back
With too much anger
At these transactional
And empty relationships,
I can be happy knowing
How much I’ve grown
Beyond and despite them,
And found better companions.
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