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Franziska B May 2020
Our friendship is a lighthouse,
you shine when I can’t see.
And when the storm is raging,
you show me where I’m meant to be.

Darkness might surround me
more often than I wish.
But when I see your light,
there’s nothing that I miss.

Our friendship is a fortress,
thick walls will keep me safe.
And when the enemy arrives,
You’re the ones that make me brave.

They might get to hurt me
and tear down my defenses.
But you’re my secret weapon
with you, my strength enhances.

Our friendship is a beehive
we work to keep its function.
Our characters as fundaments
and love as our production.

Some might tell us it won’t work,
or that we would drift apart.
But what no one of them sees:
We’re family by heart.

Our family is like different bodies
that walk in different ways.
With eyes that see different directions,
different aims at which we gaze.

Often we are highly distanced
but know where we’ve begun.
And even though our ways are different,
our hearts will always beat as one.
Franziska B May 2020
It’s been two years since we spoke last
and I must admit,
even though I’m happier,
I often think of it.

You made me a dumb actress
in your twisted game.
Gave me a role I didn’t want
and with it all the shame.

You lied to me more than just once
and I believed it all.
And in your weird and unreal game,
you made me feel so small.

I told you if you want me back
I need your respect.
You told me you would understand,
what I do expect.

But between all your sweet-talking
I then found out the truth.
Respect might be a word you know
but never understood.

And still, I’d like to see you.
Only once again.  
To show you that I do have all,
of what I wanted then.

— The End —