I don't know whether I'm being realistic
or just simply missing the logistics,
but I miss you, as antagonistic
as you truly were.

Stop it, Olivia. You were nearly dead.
She aimed the gun at your head.
You were just begging to be fed.

Leading me up the path to perfection
Every downfall, providing correction.
I'd fail and fail again,
you'd be my only friend.

No one threw stones,
You pushed everyone away.
You're soul was not very well portrayed.
You were nothing but bones.

My only friend, though.