Living and Breathing

-15-

Another person.

   A female.

    We were friends, friends who

understood each other.

   We were friends, friends who

went through the same things

as each other.

  We were friends, who's life was

completely different.

  She loves the art of music,

    and showed her true self to

everyone by singing.

   I love the art of writing,

   pretending to be a person who

I am not to everyone,

   not showing my true self.

  We were friends, friend who

have different opinions and

   humor.

   I have opinions, some I believe

    are truthful.

  She has opinions, some she believes are something.

I don't really find anything humorous.

  Only sick and twisted humor,

   really.

She finds dark humor to be humorous.

  And she found that texting her

friend by mistake,

    a friend whom I was texting with,

    a joke between the friend and

  herself.

     A joke, I did not know of.

We were friends, friends that

  thought that they're friendship

wouldn't break.

But one fight,

   It shook the ground, breaking

apart my whole world.

                We were friends.