You made me laugh
for hours on end.
You consoled me when the world was crashing down on me
because of someone else.
Now the world is crashing down on me
and you're to blame...
Who do I run to?
Who will care for me now?
You took a love that can't be broken
not even through this
and trashed it
chucked it
I mean nothing to you do I?
I don't know who you are
or who you've ever been
and I can only see myself
now that your face has disappeared.
What can I do to get my friend back?
I've lost her
she's a picture on the dresser now
just a picture of a girl in an orange shirt
from the funny days when we laughed together
I can see her
plain as day
but she isn't really there,
it's an illusion
an illusion of a friend
who disappeared.
I still have the memories
I'm begining to hate memories
they have a tendancy to haunt me.
Memories of the summer
and of life
of secrets
giggles and sleep overs
truth or dare
"Surprise! I'm a lesbian!"
Jokes about sexuality,
action and love,
when you used to tell me everything, almost,
until I'd find your little white lies
and forgave you for it.
Well now, dear cousin
the whites have turned grey
and greys have turned black.
I'll never know you
you'll never, ever let me
Though I care about you more than anyone
ever, on the face of this Earth.
Come to me and I'll still care
I'll always care, through anything
you're my blood, and I'll never deny that
but I won't be hurt any longer
I'll refuse to feel
Feeling hurts when all you have left
is a picture on a dresser.

06/12/2003

Author's Note: The feeling is akin to waking up one morning and realizing you dont have an arm. What do you do? Try to forget the arm was ever there?

Posted on 06/13/2003
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