Fuck love that came later, how did we kill the friendship that we had before we fell in love? Was love the culprit, wasn’t the beauty in our conversation that lasted 13 years enough to keep us together
All those moments had no meaning to it.
Those beautiful sentences, words threaded like bead string were left behind without cause.
The words yelled loudly to her,
She didn’t care; that trickster left them in the abyss.
I asked her to stay, perhaps that was too much for a heart already learning to let go; so she broke mine once again, and left me abandoned in the silence she left behind.