a broken friendship
cannot blossom from pain
it is the very existence of what was toxic
to my body that lasted with theirs
friendship is so sacred that when it
falls apart like a string undone I can't
wrap my mind on what went wrong
she was everything I had aspired to be
she was perfect in every essence
she was half of me
but she was toxic to my health
and made me mistreat myself
in losing who I was in order to
replace the half she was missing
of herself she needed me to fill
a void in her heart that wasn't
able to be plastered shut by only her
she needed me more than she wanted me
and I couldn't stand being her one time need
so, I ended a friendship that was important to me
and found myself fixing the things she had done
to my body, mind and soul