friendships;

the prize is now them as foe

them that i thought would never leave

to which i believe they are lifetime

but that's how it goes, there is no assurance

a bond that once could last forever

then believed they'll fix me, almost never

that,

i wish they have warned me

but we stand on opposite sides, now

here, these ashes of our broken past

gone up with smoke, already

faded -

yes with years, memories - relationship has come to an end

tearing me away, forces a dagger to my heart

of all thinking; stays long

but now there stands no longer

i still remember their sweet oaths

their broken vows are still on my head

wondering why they did it behind

leaving the past but without me as last

but ...

well, the choice is clear

and the consequences understood

rebuilt,

by molding souvenirs

because

after all, we live our own lives

we have our own styles

we keep our own beliefs

we tell our own stories,

and we create our own happiness

by

living the proof that

the pain is painted in it

to give permanent scars

but they vanish as a result of the recollections

and i'm thankful for that.

memories -----

lastly,

friends, if you'll reading this

you've done your part in my life

as you gave colors into it

and made it more meaningful

than i guess

thank you,

for the "friendships that faded but rebuilt by memories"