On a hill with an old friend.

She said it hurt to smile,
But I never really knew how that felt
And she begged for someone get her out of her house
I guess I was looking for a friend too
 
So I invited her to my favourite hill
And it just happened to be hers too
I pondered about our lives
The distance and connection
The crossovers
Weighing up the odds of the circumstance
We were both here today, together
 
Amongst the view we rolled herbs
So eloquently  
So it could persuade us
Things weren't so bad
 
We sat on that hill for different reasons
Demons bringing us down
But we didn't speak about it
Instead we spoke about us
And she told me with an unforced smile
I was the nicest girl in school
I never hurt a soul
My reply was of her quirkiness
And how I had always admired her for it
 
The grass was soft  
As our posture was lost
She wished that she could be a bird
And said I couldn't wait to condense into a cloud  
 
Because we were on the hill for very different reasons
Mine was about a boy, and my broken heart
And my realisation
 
That I was now just a stagnant house,  
Empty and abandoned.
All along just waiting,
For the lease to expire.