our friendship is slipping into a cocoon of silence
again
days passing by without a single word
and
I still know you
it's still me
in front of you
I would like to quote
myself a million times
to
tell you what it all means
what friendship means
what the past means
I feel like
we've already been at this point
some years ago
I feel like
we don't need to make it
that difficult
but
what do you want from me?
I don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what's happening
I don't know how to make it up
you still know me
what's the right thing to do?
you needing time
maybe figuring things out first
that's something I figured out myself
but what about
the silence?
why does this all taste so bitter suddenly?
you said yourself
"there's nothing that can separate us after all we've been through"
and that's something I still believe
and that's why I am writing it down right now
I have to go
I am leaving
finding myself again embraced of family
maybe that's what you do too these days,
but
I am thinking about you
and what silence is doing to our friendship
maybe I am waiting too
I am starting to break out of this cocoon
and I hope to hear from you,
talk to you soon
YOU ARE READING
it's her.
Poetryit's about a women as liquid as the sea, brighter than the first light, your very own sun it's about a girl braver than a pack of wolves, stronger than the ones she feared and still warmer than your heart could feel it's a universe, a passion it's...
