Betrayed

You drew the lines,  

etched them in the sand,  

clear as the horizon,  

or so I thought.  

Boundaries you set,  

a map for our friendship,  

but now they are blurred  

like footprints washed away by the tide.

You overstep,  

knowing the sting it leaves,  

a constant reminder,  

of the space you invade.  

Selfishly, you reap,  

benefits sown from seeds of betrayal,  

while I stand,  

a spectator in my own life.

You altered my world,  

shifted the axis of my heart,  

distanced me from my soul mate,  

a bond now strained,  

a melody off-key.  

Yet, you wear no remorse,  

no shadow of guilt,  

just a smile that cuts deeper than words.

I feel left out,  

like a book missing pages,  

a story half-told,  

while you write your own narrative,  

ignoring the ink stains on my heart.  

Your actions echo,  

a selfish symphony,  

drowning out the harmony we once had.

But I stand here,  

grounded in truth,  

knowing my worth,  

even as you cross lines,  

lines you once drew.  

I reclaim my voice,  

a whisper turned roar,  

and in this betrayal,  

I find my strength anew.