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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