I have a friend.
I spent a year with him.
I had a nightmare inside a dream.
I got scared.
And so I ran.
I broke my own heart.
I don't know if it is love.
Is or was?
I could not choose.
He stopped talking.
I stopped listening.
Silence screamed in both our ears.
Or just mine.
I was never sure.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC
I have a friend.
I spent a year with him.
I had a nightmare inside a dream.
I got scared.
And so I ran.
I broke my own heart.
I don't know if it is love.
Is or was?
I could not choose.
He stopped talking.
I stopped listening.
Silence screamed in both our ears.
Or just mine.
I was never sure.
I wrote whatever came to me. It is not in any real poem format, but...