Your smile isn't the same.
The laughter isn't there as much as it used to be.
We don't talk. Just talk.
We aren't open to each other anymore.
And we don't know what to talk about
But when we do it's not anything we relate to.
Our interests aren't the same anymore.
There's something different about you but I can't put my finger on it.
We lost the bond that was so special.
Its just gone.
Can we even still call this a friendship?
I miss it.
Us being us.
Laughing at ourselves.
The talks that made our friendship stronger.
We were so close.
Now we just say hi and thats it.
"Hi."
"Hi."...
YOU ARE READING
Should I?
PoetryA journey to finding a way out but finding that it won't ever happen. A journey leading to an end of a most valuable thing.
