What Have I Done? Poem by Jenna Dandurand

she smashed my
picture on the wall,
threw my pillow in the hall,
cried and cried and cried.
she yelled my name,
hating me the same,
and cried and cried and cried.
she told me i was a cheat,
a liar and a fiend.
she cried,
she lied,
she tried.
she couldn't make it,
i didn't do anything,
she tried,
she failed,
she cried.
what can i say?
there's no reason for
this mess.
i cry,
i cry,
i cry.
i won the war,
but i still lost.
i won the man of
my dreams.
i won his love
for now.
i lost her, though.
i lost her, though.
my friend.
the only one who cared.
and sometimes
i wonder if
losing my best friend
for the uncaring men
was worth it.
was it worth it?
what have i done?