If you want it,

                                                                                              you can have it.

                                                           But know

                    
                                       that                    I'm                      not                

                                                                  *it

They say that a girl's biggest lie is "I'm fine",
but I don't care what they say.
I'm fine.

I don't write to drag you within my deepest miseries
I write...
to drag myself out

It's one of those times again,
when I wonder what happened

and it's one of those times
when I remember and go back
trying to figure out
the crack

I might be justifying,
wrongly here.
and this poem
might all be based
on wrong perception.
It might all be-
just a logical assumption,
I have come up with
in the middle of the night
to help myself
sleep

But

It was both of our faults,
mostly mine

I guess we tried to change each other
until we no longer knew
what we loved in
one another

we were so indecisive of
what we wanted
each other to be

and perhaps all the love in the world
couldn't erase
the repressed feelings we had
of being forced to change

I hope you understand.

You once asked me
what I'd do
if you asked me to stop being friends
with you

I said
- "I'd ask why,
and I'd feel sad"
- "I'd never be the
same person again"
- "But I can't really force someone
to be my friend"

You thought
I needed to fight more
for you

and then you said
"Know that will never happen."
"I would never ask you to stop being friends."

You never did,
You just left.

I'm no longer the same person

So I guess,
in a way
we both kept
our words.