You and I were the closest of friends,

Not a drop of blood was needed between us

Bonded with time, each day was simple bliss

Acting out our ridiculous jokes,

laughing, giggles;

time paused in our eyes

Years flit by, reality half-heartedly drifts

Memories rejoice to themselves yet,

are misplaced and unconscious.

The blooming rose wilts and rots away,

as of who were once were.

Ignorant thoughts blinds the sight

Too late to regret.

What pretty pity, the past is over.

Childhood is a crazed faded dream-

I should have known better.

Your true colors are crystal clear,

who ever told you to go?

I was only a stepping stone to you, wasn't I?

My Missing Friend,

Why did you betray me?