I take time to share with you,
my inner most feelings but
you don’t seem to care about
what I had to share with you.
I came to tell my problems,
you listen to my say but
did you actually hear me?
I am not really that sure
why I chose you as a friend.
Do you know why you chose me?
I really do not know why,
as I think if it often.
Maybe because of the act
you performed in front of me
on the day that I finally thought
I met a new best friend.
You hurt me too many times,
physically and mentally.
Through all this I come back.
Time after time, I waited
hoping to expect a change
in our imperfect friendship.
As I close my door, my friend
I dare not re-enter the door
to an unstable friendship.
I seek stability,
to be able to hold on
to what’s left in our friendship.
Let’s give it another try,
and hope tomorrow is better
than any other past day.
