Bleeding and Nothingness

Broken Grounds

Put a quiet girl with a loud mind and a lazy dreamer with high willpower in the same room.

This sounds like the beginning of joke, doesn't it? Well, maybe it was.

All this time you took my deepest thoughts for granted.

All this time I mistook your shallow thoughts for deep devotion.

We were always standing side by side on school pictures

With our widest smiles and what we then considered our best attire.

Our friendship lasted as long as the cheap jewelries we offered one another

As a reminder of our wishful promises.

Hugging then, fighting later.

We learned to feel at the same time we learned to write

Maybe that's why loving and hating felt so similar then.

How can you make the difference between wounds and scars when you can't draw a straight line between hatred and forgiveness ?

We were always together on the playground

But you took out all the fun

When you knocked me off the sacred ground of our friendship.

I was free falling all the way down

To the bottom of your heart.

There's a part of me who still thinks

You thought I enjoyed it.

All this time you mistook my adventurous side

For my desperate need of pleasing you.

We were always together on the playground

Only you were one, two, three steps ahead of me.

When you collapsed I'm the one who hit rock bottom:

You knew how to numb the pain before I even learned how to fall.

I, for the love of me,

Still can't draw a straight line

But I bet you're still the best at hide and seek

For I have lost sight of you.