Yes, we are friends. Best friends.
Don't doubt it please.
We talk everyday. Laugh and cry.
It's a blessing.
There's secrets you don't know.
Skeletons in my closet.
I don't want to keep things from you.
But what would you think if you knew the past me?
I wasn't always what you see here now, that's true.
I value your friendship more than diamonds,
but I'm sorry, there's things I never told you.
Vague about my past, it's because I'm scared.
No I am not fake, but you would see me differently.
Maybe one day
the walls will fall.
YOU ARE READING
𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒚'𝒔 𝑾𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 - 𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛
Poetry𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠:: 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛