Lost Friendships, Gone are The Love

You were lost, and I found you.
I was lost, but you found me.
We shared memories, and though we weren't childhood friends,
Our bond made up for lost time.

I lost my dad to crime,
You lost your dad to the system.
I blamed my dad for his poor choices,
You blamed your dad for being a statistic of the system.

You were my bro, like a sibling,
You were my bro, like a sistren.
I was your bro, more than a friend,
I was your bro, I was your brethren.

For all the unacknowledged heartaches
Of friendships lost to betrayal—
Poor lost soul, down and under,
Wary and torn, can't find another.
Like a book of life, just skipping pages,
No matter how many times I read,
Knowledge fails to comprehend.

Miscommunication is the death of man.
But I know I'm stronger,
So my strength carries on.

It kills me how many friendships I've lost
Over the most shallow shit,
It kills me how many friends lost me
Due to some bullshit.

It's cool to outgrow friendships,
But once you start talking shit,
All respect is lost.
Dark nights make me want to pick up the phone
And fight for friendships I wish I never lost.
But once you cross me, you lose me,
Like bad debt, some shit deserves written off.

May was all-round shit,
Lost a friend, buried my soul,
Lost money, and still lost a couple of friendships.
May this type of month never repeat itself.

Friendship is like sound health,
The value of it is seldom known until it is lost.

The value of our friendship was priceless,
Similarly to family being the backbone of a community.
But we lost both the recipe of communication and our community.

I was focused on upgrading my life
And becoming a better version of myself
That I lost some friends along the way—
Guess that's the price we pay for paving a way.

Now, I am like a three-month-old parent,
Even though I am a mess, I have no one to clean my shit.
And as far as love goes,
And as far as you and your lover are concerned,
Previous lovers never existed.
So, make sure you know what's up
Before your love for each other makes them vanish.

Thoughts about love come and go.
Changeless, life remains.
People come and go,
But self remains.