Blaise

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Blaise, 

My escape, the perfect place for me to go and just sit there. away from everyone, and everything. 

the best thing is that I can't fault it when you are there too. 

The person I can tell anything and everything to. 

My best friend. the one person I know I can trust no matter what happens. what I do I can always trust you. 

It turned into a secret place, a hide away almost in my eyes anyway. 

Where if anything was wrong I could go and call you to be there also. 

the meets started to become more brief and the calls less so. 

But I think the worst bit is the fact that I never faulted my feelings at all. 

I know I could get to you, I knew I could always trust you. 

But all these feelings all these moments have just left and I could never realise why. 

Because your just my best friend? right?

It sucks that I don't see you anymore or at least not as much as I used to. 

The escape is still there. over the bridge and further. Where I can still see you waiting for me. 

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