volatile

he would get angry at me
when i corrected him
because it meant that
i was smarter than him,
so i started suggesting
that he could be right
even when i knew he wasn’t.
he would accuse me of copying him
and stealing all of his attention
even when no one wanted to hear
what he had to mention.
he’d uplift me when i accomplished
the things he couldn’t 
then turn around
and tear me down
in ways only he could.
if i asked him to stop, he’d firmly decline
and if i was upset the fault was mine.
friendship is never meant to be volatile.
i was overly forgiving and let him stay awhile.
if i had better boundaries i wouldn’t have gotten hurt,
but i learned my lesson and put myself first.

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