So I was cruising around the internet, bored out of my mind as usual when I saw something one of my RL friends had posted.
You know when you see something that's not meant to be hurtful, or even directed at you specifically but it just
tears your heart in half?
And its totally irrational, but you just can't help it? Yeah, that's me right now.
Moonlight is my best friend, we go way back. And I was browsing LJ, not specifically looking for her like I usually do, but I ended up on her page anyway. So, I wasn't really reading her journal, (I can't because she hasn't friended me back and probably never will) but I did think her little semi-friends only picture was funny. So I clicked on her little Policy button to see if I, Shattered Star, her Real Life best friend, has what it takes to be her friend on LJ.
Easy Sauce, Right?
Apparently not.
Because Moonlight is uncomfortable with her RLs reading her LJ. Which I get. But she's told ME specifically. Me, her best friend.
Obviously, she's entitled to her privacy. But I'm her best friend, I tell her everything. Literally. Even when I'm not sure she can handle the truth.
Why?
Because I promised. That's why.
And I assumed that it would go both ways.
You know what they say about assumptions.
Of course, I respect her decision to not tell me things.
I just can't understand why it hurts so much.
~Shattered Star
P.S.
In case you were wondering why I call myself Shattered Star, read this poem I wrote.
Four Shattered Stars
The winds are fast and cold
And while these shining rays abate
All we ever do is wait
We wait for things we've never seen
We're waiting for the world to breathe
Too small to see
This little part inside of me
Contains those things that never rest
Locked inside this awful chest
My soul.
My mind.
This empty sham of body
From my sky so dark
My winds so cold
I count those broken pieces everyday
As if they're cherished gold
The four shattered stars
I hold within my hand
Because I know they'll never see
That these four shattered stars
Are everything I am
6 comments:
That's a really lovely poem : ). I've always wished I had more of a talent for poetry lol.
Why, thank you. :)
Beautiful poem :] And yeah, I think I'd be kinda' upset by that too. Maybe it is silly, but it's the little things like that that can make or break your day.
Hey. I wanted to comment and I felt like here would be appropriate.
I'm sort of the same way. I'm uncomfortable with some RL people reading my LJ but I do allow some people- my best friend, my boyfriend, and that's about it. So, I can understand your frustration as well.
Anyways- Welcome to LJ. :) I'm not sure how you found me on here- you seem like a cool person. And, I have this feeling that I should know you (I'm going into my senior year too) but that may be a false assumption.
I'm sorry that she did that. Friendships are hard sometimes. I'm an open person, so I don't mind if my friends read what I write. I'm friends with some of them on here actually. We can still be friends even if we say hurtful things. Even if we didn't mean for our friends to hear or read them.
Know me in, RL? Hmm, idk. But I really don't remember where I found you... It could have been one of the add a writer communities or the "Surprise Me!" button.
But hi!
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