the magnetic pull that draws the connection it can become weaker once you use the same poles a friendship built upon the idea of being wanted by others will always shatter over a little discourse one wanted to be loved even if it was as a friend one wanted to use the other's skill for his own great good we were always meant to fall apart the signs were there but you chose to ignore to be used is to be wasted that was the message from my greatest god
This poem is part of my "Ashes of Us" poetry series, which is about friendship betrayals.