painful realization that all has gone wrong
i painted your face like a mirror would
glowing in the light on your skin
everything you had hidden inside
your outside, within...
it changed forever.
this image of you..
i wore our frienship like a military metal
pinned into my chest, only inches from my heart
looking back now, i can piece together
where this ending began to start..
it changed in time..
this image of us..
i murdered myself with portions of failure
his attention divereted, and we fell
and no sooner than later six months of trying
was a guide to my personal hell..
it changed in anger
that image of mine..
i staggered through those weeks with your absence
stained in my mind that you would always be there
unthreading like aged ribbon holding promises
it started to ware..
it changed in sickness
that image of me..
i performed for your attention like a red headed step child
the diversion haunted my dreams, even after i woke
and your dream ridden future, and your past efforts,
weighted down, and you broke..
it changed in hours..
this image of yours.
i watched, as a spectater, as you pieced yourself together like a puzzle
trying to find your future, by forgetting your past
dubbing you sickole, taking things lightly
and hoping that this phase wouldnt last
but it changed,
not a phase
just a version of you
like the version of me
i became
and in those moments
we realized, we were
different, that
our friendship wouldnt
be the same..
there's no mirrors here
there's no stories to tell
there's no secrets to confide
but there's makeup
and there's break up
and there's ties
and there's lies
questioned morals
damaged pride..
words are said
once unthread
ties once bound
cant be found
and forgiveness bares none
and these battles arent won
and these meetings arent had
its all just too sad
that weeks spent apart
would mean full decay
the best friendship i had
and you threw it away........
change this, nicole. kill the animosity, and start anew.
glowing in the light on your skin
everything you had hidden inside
your outside, within...
it changed forever.
this image of you..
i wore our frienship like a military metal
pinned into my chest, only inches from my heart
looking back now, i can piece together
where this ending began to start..
it changed in time..
this image of us..
i murdered myself with portions of failure
his attention divereted, and we fell
and no sooner than later six months of trying
was a guide to my personal hell..
it changed in anger
that image of mine..
i staggered through those weeks with your absence
stained in my mind that you would always be there
unthreading like aged ribbon holding promises
it started to ware..
it changed in sickness
that image of me..
i performed for your attention like a red headed step child
the diversion haunted my dreams, even after i woke
and your dream ridden future, and your past efforts,
weighted down, and you broke..
it changed in hours..
this image of yours.
i watched, as a spectater, as you pieced yourself together like a puzzle
trying to find your future, by forgetting your past
dubbing you sickole, taking things lightly
and hoping that this phase wouldnt last
but it changed,
not a phase
just a version of you
like the version of me
i became
and in those moments
we realized, we were
different, that
our friendship wouldnt
be the same..
there's no mirrors here
there's no stories to tell
there's no secrets to confide
but there's makeup
and there's break up
and there's ties
and there's lies
questioned morals
damaged pride..
words are said
once unthread
ties once bound
cant be found
and forgiveness bares none
and these battles arent won
and these meetings arent had
its all just too sad
that weeks spent apart
would mean full decay
the best friendship i had
and you threw it away........
change this, nicole. kill the animosity, and start anew.