Friendship.
I don't know much about it.
I'm not good at it.
But this silence that has taken the place of all those words and laughters is tormenting me.
Maybe because I've never lost a friend that wasn't a friend yet.
Can't blame you, that wouldn't be fair,
but I can't blame myself either;
yet somewhere,
somehow,
something down the road has broken.
Something has stopped working how it used to
and I didn't notice it in time.
I'm to blame as well.
cause friendships are made by two people,
and there were both of as in the beginning;
it's wrong blaming someone,
I know it,
but here we are:
one in silence
and the other in doubt.
And maybe, as always,
I'm the one who feels too much
and this isn't even that big of a deal.
X.EREN
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21st Century
Poetrynowadays situations and histirical events seen from a different perspective - this world is like a little kid, it's still growing, that's what my mother always says; but I believe that for it to actually be a better place, we should help each othe...
