Years and years of knowing,
Knowing one another as thick friends.
Friends, for me, was a very complicated word.
Word, a word that I didn’t cherish very much.
Much of the conversation with her was funny.
Funny thing was, I was dumb enough to make the same mistakes.
Mistakes repeated, always caused disappointments and pain.
The pain was sometimes strong enough to make me go numb.
Numb mind always gave birth to the stupidest thoughts.
Thoughts of our friendship being meaningless and empty.
Empty words flew around every time, I thought of her.
Her lovely words and dramatic texts were all an act.
Act played beautifully according to the circumstances and timing.
The timing of these doubtful thoughts was unbelievable, that had crept into my mind.
Mind and heart at constant war, with the heart already losing.
Losing heart said the friendship was real and so was my friend.
A friend she might be but not the best one said the mind strongly.
Strongly I believed my mind with a weak broken heart.
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