You could never be mine, nor I yours,
For I'm only there to wipe your tears,
And no matter how long I await those words,
All it would do is sacrifice the one thing I hold close,
Our friendship, which is too delicate a vine,
For me to go and ruin it for my own gain,
So from now on, I will hold my tongue,
I will prevent myself from saying the words,
The words that would tear us apart,
I will continue to pick up the torn up pieces,
That resemble your heart and soul,
Though I could never mend them completely,
Because that would mean shattering my own,
And the last thing I want, is for either of us to be alone.
YOU ARE READING
Kari's Drabbles
General FictionA collection of things I've written in the past. Most of these are on Deviant art, but I'm going to post them here as well.
