the answer you gave me
was filled with sad acceptance
matching the morbidity
of my unannounced question
do we choose to accept it
have we come to terms
that those we were close too
have and will be further away
our once close relation
has been shifted
to second thoughts
and derelict memories
those we trusted
with guarded secrets
spent long days and nights
rebelling in our youth with
have come to an end
the seemingly eternal flame
smothered by reaching proximity
by the unravelling myriad of time
the guilt we feel
wondering if our lack of effort
is the direct result
that makes us so ill
have we let them down
are they no longer worthy
do we deserve their forgivness
or did we make the right move
was our growth too much
outweighing the bond
that kept us down
never to progress
did the ambition
we tasted and soon devoured
become the downfall of us
our signed fate declared
my breath filled
with drink that night
you looked down
and then at me
“friends are still friends. even when proximities are increased. when character is discovered. bonds can be mended. when the time for growth is completed. and fires, fires can always be reignited.”
i was a fool to question
something i should’ve know
the answer to
thank you, sister