Drizzlinglights

Am I more than company?

How so?
How is it that I didn't know this about you?
You have change.

Slowly I started to realize that you are not how I thought you were.
More afraid, hard working, confident, fragile.

Thought your heart was made out of transparent plastic.
Hard to break, strong and durable.
But more I started to get to know you I saw how it truly was.

A transparent glass heart. So fragile tho so sharp.

How so?
How could it be that I didn't know this about you?

What I thought was a falsely transparency became a distorted vision though the glass.

Perfectly sculpted heart out of glass was a broken heart with its sharp edges.
Wonder who made your heart so sharp.
Wonder who got cut by its edges.

You keep saying I'm just company.
Not even your friend? Distant friend?

Am I really someone you use to pass time with?
How come?
How come I'm just getting to know you?

If I'm company what we're all those laughs?
All those smiles?
Secrets? Have you ever told me a secret?
Our even trust me to?

Thought I was your friend.
Am I really that easy to trow away?
Just your tool.

Thinking about it was it all just a joke?
Never was I able to know if you were joking.
Maybe it was one of your jokes.
What's even fun to you?

Am I more than company?
What do you believe is a friend?
Do you have friends?

Company