Broken Friendship
If friendship was a car, I would buy a “Legedes Benz.” If friendship was a house, I would rent one under the bridge. If friendship was fashion, I wouldn’t mind looking shabby. If friendship was a meal, I wouldn’t mind eating junk food all day. Sometimes, you have to give up on some people
not because you don’t care but because they don’t.
There was something about you that was so interesting. There was a time when I looked into your eyes and all I could see in them was me and you being best friends. The kind of friends that would stick to each other, no matter the circumstances. It was so amazing, I have to say, never thought I’ll find someone who had so much in common with me. Then you tossed all we had in the trash.