lördag 22 november 2008

When you loose a camaraderie you can't replace

Mrs. Deceitful, is that you? With a spiky tongue with an ignorance of ice. You said the mad side in yourself was 1 % but I recognize that as 99 % now. She manipulate and hypnotize you as fast as she can, so you’ll take a caravan instead of a taxi somewhere - that’s how bad it can be.

What’s up with your silky words called: Darling, mate, CLOSE FRIEND!? As if we should pretend, that what we had was a good enough to last. Now, there’s not a single signal so we haven’t made it this far, it’s as if you’ve started playing the guitar and thrown our camaraderie down the drain. Remember why? Because you found a "Guy so fly with all his friends you had to meet, develop a friendship with and come by" - and forgot what we were, as if you two will stick together forever, happily ever after. When only a friendship of gold can keep that long truely.

When I had a rough time you freaked out while I stood by you when your tears fell, never letting you drop – as deep as I did. Isn’t it funny how people who get caught up in some hard time around them scare others away MORE than a murderer? That’s why I never show my deep inside to strangers/people who doesn’t really know me - but you made me open up more than you were honest to me, is that how it shall be? I’m not blaming you, it’s just sad when a friendship ends - a fact I might accept in time.

My ex friend, ex. Classmate, ex-future-becoming-bridesmaid - why did it had to get like this? I’d stop it if I could, I’d showed up with your favourite orange chocolate, not to win your friendship over but show that I thought about you. Dear, I miss our moments; laughing, glittering eyes, hugs, long talks, understandings. Sometimes I’m passing your house while I’m exercising... the lights are shining, but I don’t know them anymore.

Somewhere inside of me I knew that our roads would separate after high-school, it’s sad but not even the strongest force in the world can hold a friendship together - only if both in it find something within one another to hold on to, keep it going.... Why couldn’t we just hold on? Damn, I keep thinking "Nothing is ever too late" - but to save US is, now.

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