In delicate fits,
as shackled Sugar people on thin ice,
we float down a heated pool.
So Please friend,
Dive in.
Doomed to fate,
we'll soon drown.
Venturing into the same confined space,
in the same water.
So Please friend,
Kill us now.
A pool,
where particles of our former selves,
will drift through
and haunt each other disguised as peices of memory.
I'll be prepared Friend,
Break us down.
After death,
a death like high school,
whatever those pieces once were,
they will be,
unsalvageable.
Through pool filter after pool filter,
we are changed material.
My dear friend,
- I'll do it all, just leave.
My best friend of four years and I made a necessary break up. We had built a lot of good in each other over the first few years, but we've both changed. Priorities change. I'm low key, and she's restless. A restless that i don't really respect, but still care enough for. Haunting was the right idea. A four year friendship that started to cave in during the fourth year was ended in a month with six months of contemplation, But it was good when it needed to be, and was that growing up kick my legacy was hurting for. I miss her, and I'm going to. but again, I'm proud to have had her touch my life. We loved each other, loyal, dedicated thirteen year old BFF"S. And that's something. But when everything comes to an end, it was just it's time.
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