How convenient this friend is Always readily available When a wave of loneliness washes over you She is there to fill a void A pigment of your imagination That only you can see For she is merely just a gust of wind When you no longer need her But your whole world When you are desperate for an ear A one sided relationship; You shouldn't allow her to become comfortable Keep her at a distance So she never gets a sense of belonging as you continue to age
Until one day She will come to realize You have outgrown her And as she fades away into the breeze lest you forget that invisible friend is me.
I am so sick of being a good friend to others, and having them use me only when is convenient for them.