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in the end,
time is nothing
a stranger becomes close
in a matter of weeks
in less than a year
you tell your secrets
to a friend who holds your hand
in almost a decade
being honest
makes a friendship
fall through my fingers
i laugh with them
i cry with you
i clench my fists
i scream
i wonder, if i held it in
would it be ok
if i let you say
what you wanted
you would have been fine
but it wouldn't have.
if this is all it takes for us to fall apart,
after all this time,
maybe we were supposed to crumble.
i'll wait,
but i often wait.
and this time,
it will not be with open arms.
my heart is worn out.
if i'm not enough anymore,
don't bother.
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& after this i know i'll grow stronger.
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