Her Boyfriend

 We are falling apart. We try to fix it, we come back again but to fall further apart. We know the problem but to afraid to admit it because if we did, we won't even have each other to fall back on to. We are seeing the truth coming, coming to haunt us. And we sit here waiting trying to avoid the consequence. The day,  the moment that we dread is coming closer and we can feel it in our heart like an explosion. We know we can fix it but it's too selfish of us to admit it, we know we can change it but thought of others happiness first.

We sit here doing nothing but feel our heart shade away our friendship for one another. It hurts and we just say it's the art of life..not to be involved in our parts of life. How can we go through with this after all we been through, all the stuff we got in to, just pissing on our past and move on?! Does that mean our friendship haven't meant as much as we thought it did, it can't be fixed by getting understood?!

Can't believe it came to this point, the point our rope is going to snap, we feel like strangers now trying to find the tone of voice to talk to each other in manner that we could understand but we are failing miserably. In a world where you can talk in a limited tone of emotions, we talk in a mix of I hate you, how can you do this to me, to, I miss you, you're doing the right thing even though I'm getting hurt, you are like my sis but what is this. And we are too blind and chicken to change shit.
You live, you die, you change, you try to make amends your precious, but fail to achieve and then, only then you move on hoping this will fade soon from your heart and hoping it won't leave a scar that can't be healed when a new soul comes around.

It comes down to a brutal choice, don't want her to lose so I'll let her go and let her attach with that rope.