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colinfps Feb 2018
when did u change your name to memory?
Why do i think that name suits
you better than anything
i had every called you..
including.. best friend
you moved on, I moved on
but disclaimer, i dont miss you.
i dont even know you
i know what you were
i was friends with
what you were...
i miss who u were before this change.
i miss who you were before memory became your name.
NO.
i dont miss everything about you
i miss everything about who you were
and i dont miss whatever you have become
i miss the before..
who is the "after"?
and what you were is someone
who still exists in my mind
what you were to me back then
i still crave
all the time
cause i see that at least
the memory of you
is something that is still alive
PLEASE.
dont tell the younger me
that is best friend is only avaible
for a limited amount of time
dont tell me the younger me
that i buried her in my past
letting her funeral
be my final goodbye
everything you were to me
no longer exist
no matter how much i want to deny
that you and i are not anything other
than stranger to eachother
ive never met
the you of today!
ive seen pictures but
the ******* instagram
doesnt even look the same!
the ******* instagram doesnt even remember
hearing me say
let me ask if we can hang out
and we can met eachother half way
half way
was just a catchphrase
we both said too much
when the road we were walking down
was the rope keeping us bound
but we were both losing
our touch
i wont deny to anyone you were my best friend
but i can teach everyone something
because you were also
my lesson on how fast friendships sink
and how best in "BFF" is not as good as you think
and how "forever"
is an overstatement
its not as long as it should be
you let the hands of your pain clutch you
you let it choke and corrupt you
i wanted to think
i was wiser when it came to us
but really it was just you
but that wisdom
has been drained
you lost a battle
to your own pain
was i your army
did i make the hurt weigh less?
and is that why now that im gone
you try so hard to make yourself weight less?
tell me what happened to that light.
tell me what happened
to your smile that used to shine so bright
tell me why your a lightbulb
that went out
why your done
tell me what happened to my friend
who once resembled the sun!
because we forgot about
meeing eachother
half way
we both turned around
ans started walking
the other way
and i wont look back
if i know you wont do that same,
i know you wont do the same.
so when did you change your name to memory?
why is memory still a friend of mine?
and why is she a better friend
to me than you ever were?
and why am i okay
with your replacement
your replacement being her
our end their wasnt any drama
it wasnt on any stage
and you have only gone behind my back
because i turned around
so we would both be facing
opposite ways
so rest in peace
the best friend
of the growing me
im sorry my memory have become
your cemetery and
im sorry we couldnt have stayed friends
because i didnt stay then
...
my memory will live on
even if your not livingwith her
Aaron LaLux Feb 2018
We are both living our lives,
Complete within ourselves,
yet without each other,
uniting with Mother Nature when there’s no one else,

together even though we’ve never met,
wide awake like we’ve never slept,
see we wake walk in this dream world,
beings being right here now like we never left,

and I’m ready for whatever yes,
because we both the soul is always blessed,
even though this world can feel hurt and cursed,
we will not only survive but thrive & make sense of this mess,

and I could go on forever,
because that’s exactly how long we’ve gone for,
but I have a life to live so I’m going to log off now,
so I can get back on to living that life others would die for,

but before I go,
there’s one last thing I’ll say,
in order to get love,
you must give love away,
in order to feed your soul,
you must starve your ego,
so the only way to hold on,
is to finally let go,

so let go of the idea of self,
only then will you be liberated,
see there is no you nor I nor us,
there is only everlasting Light fully illuminated…

∆ LaLux ∆

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Angela Rose Nov 2017
I am solely the best friend
I am used to that

I am the girl you invite to the game because you think you're going to score your first home-run of the year and I know the sport well
I am the girl you have proof-read your poetry to make sure it is okay to show another
I am the girl you rehearse the love song for to assure that it is suitable for sharing

But the home-run is never made in my honor
And the poems will never mention my name
And the beautiful love song was never meant for me

But I show up to the game with a sign decked out in glitter with your name and number held up high
And I let you know that a sonnet is fourteen lines and should be written in iambic pentameter
And I tell you your voice was sounding a tad flat when you were singing the lyrics "Baby this song is all for you"

You say "Thanks, you're the best friend a guy could ask for"
And I smile and nod, I am used to this
Angela Rose Nov 2017
Sometimes I wonder if I was drunk and in a room full of all the men I have loved
Who would I run to?

Would it be the first love?
The one who held my hand like it carried the world inside of it?
The one who kissed me closely in a stairwell?
The one who had the heart I broke into pieces?

Would it be the one that got away?
The one who made me feel wild and free and secure?
The one who always put me on the back burner but I wouldn't give up?
The one who broke my heart into pieces?

Would it be the one that was my almost lover?
The one who wanted all of me but not at the cost of a real relationship?
The one who drove me insane and made me feel like I was the problem?
The one who was my best friend in the whole ******* world?

Would it be the first real adult relationship?
The one who had a real job and real goals?
The one who took me on priceless excursions and showered me with gifts?
The one who told me I was too much of a stupid liberal city girl to be with him?

Or, would it be the one I thought was the love of my life?
The one who I spent most of my late youth with?
The one who had the family I loved and the laugh that brought me to my knees?
The one who told me I was too stagnate and was not willing to watch me grow into something spectacular?

So sometimes I wonder who I would run to
Who would I want to let in to break me again?
I do not know which hand I would run to hold, but I know any of those hands would be a mistake
Mizar Shephard Oct 2017
We've never changed
Always pretending the other one is wrong
I can laugh with you and also wish you were gone

We share a lot, maybe you're better at it than me
But you're cruel and hateful and you can't even see!

Why do I say things to you, like insecurities about my weight
And then you bring it up when it's least needed
And I'm so ashamed of something so seamless

I can't get things right and I'm usually wrong
I dropped 3rd period math
And you shared it with everyone, like a song

I can't feel safe saying the things I want to
I'm so embarrassed of myself when I'm not the girl with a problem!

So what my brain hatches as a plan to saver my dignity
It remembers what you've said and it turns it inside out

I play my cards carefully, staying clean in my crime
Remarking on your grades, your relationships, your whine

Being a bad friend doesn't get you very far
It gets you deep into a pit of anger and whatever
When you fall down there it gets pretty lonely
So I see what you did, that was pretty clever
snoozleberry Oct 2017
i feel your strength when i'm in despair
i feel your sadness when you're farther than usual

-- however

when we get together and talk
whether it be
--- over the phone
where the white noise is a little louder than your voice
but i don't mind
--- facetime
your room is usually really dark
i can hardly see you
i can feel you listening
i can feel the lump in my throat as i struggle to get my words out
i glance at you for a second
and you give me your signature look
"you're going to be okay suz, i love you"
your voice replays in the back of my head as i breakdown
tears are blurring my vision
i'm choking, unable to get a hold of myself together
but im not worried

--- i have you
you shower me with the love and attention i long for
have you broken my cycle?
i know one thing is certain

you've saved me
not only from the world but from myself
from my toxic thoughts
from the opinions of others that have broken me in more ways than one
from my own family
who continues to hurt me even when i hear "i love you" every night

i can go on forever
but who has that kinda time?

i love you
Aaron LaLux Oct 2017
Don’t let me go,
because when I’m gone I’m gone,
and I’m not coming back,
and the only thing I’ll leave behind are memories,

memories and these words,
that’re used to describe the absurd,
sure you might think this is permanent,
but I’ll tell you right now nothing is for sure,

don’t lose me before you have me,
I’m right here with my everything,
a song in my head and a beat in my heart,
a skip in my step and a willingness to be heard,

and to hear you,
I hear you,
believe me,
I hear you,

and I feel your pain,
I feel your joy,
I feel your everything,
I hear your voice,

loud and clear my dear,
no need to be so serious,
I mean nothing really matters anyways,
we’ll all be dead in a hundred years,

don’t even know why we’re here now,
I guess just to share some experiences,
before we’re both gone into the ether,
or our own collective memories,

we are one in millions,
our meeting was not by chance,
thing how many things had to happen,
for us to have this event,

this event as in our meeting,
I mean seriously,
every thing we ever did,
led us right here to this moment,

and now we’re together,
and we’ve created our own alternative reality,
where nothing matters except our emotions,
where we can just be ourselves let down our guards and play,

and it took so much for you to have me,
and now here I am,
and I only ask one thing,
please don’t let me go again,

don’t let me go,
because when I’m gone I’m gone,
and I’m not coming back,
and the only thing I’ll leave behind are memories…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆

author of multiple best selling poetry books
CRESTINE CUERPO Sep 2017
Letter start with A,B,C,
Numbers count 1,2,3,
Our friendship knocks on our way,
As I know your name,"annamarie",
It makes me feel hurray!
A part of me,
Saying were destined to be.
Why? Let us see.

Elementary life you were in Section C,
There I was on Section A,
Highschool life I belong to SSC,
Yet you were in ARBEC,
But still our friendship has no boundary,
As we walk to the mile,
We are the teachers of the 21st century.

I thank God for your existence,
You are my brilliant gems,
Finding you makes my life worthwhile,
My smile, your smile was destined to be yours.
A friend is like a watch which beats all the time and never runs down.
Maria Aug 2017
Let's do Karaoke
and pretend we are on key
Sing our hearts out loud
Dance like no one is around
Every lyric might be symbolic
don't worry cause tonight we'll be alcoholic
Let your emotion out
and use a song to tell me what is it about
Sing to me all your fears
but don't drop a tear
And just to be clear
remember I am always here
This night might never end
just like our friendship that will not bend
For we will sing together,
Until we achieve our forever.
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