At a point in time you told me differently but after nine months of trying to figure you out the only conclusion i’ve drawn is that your bitersweet words don’t mean anything at all
they say there’s a sliver of truth in every lie and thats the last bit of hope I’ve been holding on to lately
you said that one day it’ll all come together but little did you know I knew exactly what you meant that night in the park
It isn’t your fault but mine for not seeing the warning signs earlier on and turning around right then and there
it isnt your fault that i trusted you
it isnt your fault that i loved you
it isnt your fault that i put you on the highest pedestal and broke down when you failed to live up
the worst thing in the world is when you can feel someone slowly slipping away and you know there’s nothing you can do to stop them
it happened with a best friend and it happened with you and somehow these two always tie together
the moment it ends is the moment when you stop denying the truth and finally admit to someone’s withdrawal from your life
for now, you’re still here, in recent memories and in call histories and in the back of my mind