she was the moon
radiating the night sky
and dancing among the stars

you were the darkness
the shadow that waxed and waned
through the phases of her life

she grew to believe
that your presence
is what made her whole

but like the full moon
she shone brightest
without you


x.

.
He is just another notch
     on her sterile bed of love.
He is just another victim
     of conquest for her thighs.
She is just another link
     in his daisy chain of woe.
She is just another span
     on his long bridge of sighs.


© Pagan Paul (21/05/17)

Listen,
Why am I always "that friend", the one who is so easy to leave,
You know? That friend that makes the group an odd number
No one likes an odd number.
Listen,
I hate that I am constantly on the outside, I hate it
Why? I force myself into so many groups and friendships
I fall in love with people, they're my people
Listen,
I don't like fake but I surround myself around it, a people person
But why not? Why can't I be fake and be happy? They are
Its always I and we, never you no there can't be a you because if there's a you, then you win, and you can't win.
Listen,
I am "that friend", I have turned into everything I do not want to be
They won't notice, they haven't then and they won't now
If you're that friend, I see you, you are important, and you will find yourself, I did.