You were nice.
But you weren't the type that I'd see myself friends with 10 years from now
Not even when I'm broke
Not even when I'm depressed
We were friends, seasonal friends
Like warm sweaters in the freezing cold
But torturing in the scorching summer
I'm not always sure you'd always be around
Doubt may seem unconventional
But it's enough to prove you aren't a great friend.
YOU ARE READING
Random Rumination
Puisi| #53 in poetry 20/2/2018 | ---------- ❝I like it. Maybe it's because my words look better on paper. Or because my lips fail to utter my words. ❞ - Phadwa : 0| My ink
