No Longer
There’s just those moments where you feel unbearably lonely and it hurts so much to the point where you’d rather dream all day than face reality.
I remember looking forward to those few days back then, but now it seems like nothing more than a bouquet of dying flowers; once blindingly colourful but now darker than the thoughts which flood my mind.
Can people just look back at least once to notice the teddy bear that they have seemed to have misplaced on the journey to their future?
It appears that they couldn’t care less, just there to fill in the gap.
An option.
I was just an option…
So, what are friends when they no longer treat you like one?
They don’t notice you, nor do they try to bring light into your world.
Had they ever? Yes…
But do they still try? No…
It’s no longer a relationship.
No longer a friendship.
No longer when it is only one sided.
However, it was ever either no longer or never was.
-a.k.a.
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Beautiful Lies and Silent Truths
PoetryI like to write poems sometimes; some don't rhyme at all. Just like my stories, they are just random ideas that come to mind. I've been into slam poetry lately, so these may sound a lot like a slam poem instead.
