Gone

You've changed so much. The glimmer in your eye that I used to see, now is gone. You're hidden by your pretending to be someone else, and nobody but us really knows who you are. You run away, but the truth is always there, on your wrists. Say "Hello" to me, my friend. Where are you hiding?

You pass me by, not even a smile. Sometimes I wonder if our friendship that once happened was real. Or just an illusion that I created with my mind. You're drawn by people with different characters.  And in each of them you find a hole that you dig into. Once so deep, you leave them be. They find it very hard to believe that a person like you could have been so strong. But in the end, they WILL find out, and you will have to leave. My dearest friend. I'm saying goodbye, goodbye until tomorrow.