Sometimes good things crumble down for some **** good reasons.

I'm scared of you but I can't stop loving you...

Echoing retreat of my own footsteps
Are the only noises that are present,
As I run away far from your doorsteps.
How may I live with your hurtful intent,
When I have been falling apart from you?
You follow me down my means of escape.
I think of the pain, but the love is true.
But I run away, covered with a cape.
A cape to camouflage my angst and fear.
Every second I run away from you,
The thought of you pulls me back in, my dear.
For I am in a zealous lovesick flu.
The memories of us race through my mind.
As I go farther, the settings change place.
My feet seem to be running in rewind.
Rushing back into the your gentle embrace.
Our relationship has been in stasis,
But now it’s clear you are my oasis.

How can I judge you when I don't have judgement?

You heard my screeches of pain, but you did nothing.

Lockets are beautiful.
I let you keep mine.
A gesture so kind and benign...
I miss it so much;
Missed the dangling on my chest.
But I gave it to you so at night you'd have rest.

Old friend, where have you gone?
I pray you come back home soon.
Finding you would be a journey I wouldn’t mind embarking on,
I used to see you each night under the moon.
Seeing you cry never really bothered me.
You were so beautiful when I rubbed the tears off your cheek,
Even if you never wanted to agree.
Gently rubbing your barely there widow’s peak.

I’m so sorry, old friend.
My parents didn’t want you here,
So our friendship had to end;
But it didn’t mean you had to disappear.
I’ve written you letters but you would never respond.
Rejection filled my heart, but I have forgiven.
All I wonder is if I had been conned,
But holding grudges, to me is forbidden.

Old friend, where did you go?
I miss you now, and I will miss you forever.
You scare me now, at your all time low.
I see you sometimes, and the sight of you gives me a shiver.
Nights without your sanity?
I’ll write you another letter, hoping.
That is the definition of insanity.
Looking for you when I will never find you; forever moping.